Robinson and Son - Furniture and Travel

It was in this building that I first met P.A.S. Pool.
He had his office on the upper floor. It had a little hatch to the left of the door, which first had to be knocked.
It was suddenly slid to one side and this very jolly face appeared. It all but filled the space and nothing of the office inside could be seen. A moment as the hatch was closed, and he went across to the door and opened it wide, and in I was welcomed. It was the same routine every time.