Now, a gent with special fine eyes might find that you looked like the gent on this poster.
He crumpled the poster and inserted it beneath the lid of his iron stove.
What would he, so fastidious as he was, think of that poster?
It was a poster on a high fence, and it had a black border around it.
Then he caught sight of Bibi-the-Smoker, who was also reading the poster.