#73755 - †With a bare three minutes to change horses and shorten the shafts to a pair that the swerves of the Metropolis might be more easily negotiated they were away once more and daylight saw them in the City. And so it was in her ordinary clothes that Miss Brabbinger met her fate at Langley Wharf warehouse with a congregation of bargees and wharfingers,†‬and in a service which featured†‬the most tuneless hymn singing, led by a one legged one eyed squeezebox player,†‬and little solemnity so did Miss Brabbinger become Lady Rothby. â€Feel the velvet, she suggested to Claridge as she handed him a corset to pack, I suppose you wish you too could be attired in silks and velvet.