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 			<p>At this point the kettle boiled. Sheila was taking it off the stove to make the Bovril, when Wimsey became aware of a hand on his coat-collar. He looked round into the face of a gentleman who appeared not to have shaved for several days.</p>
 			<p>“Now then,” said this apparition, “what’s the meaning of this?”</p>
 			<p>“Which,” added an indignant voice from the door, “I thought as there was something behind all this talk of the Captain being missing. You didn’t expect him to be missing, I suppose, ma’am. Oh, dear no! Nor your gentleman friend, neither, sneaking up in a taxi and you waiting at the door so’s Munns and me shouldn’t hear. But I’d have you know this is a respectable house, Lord Knows Who or whatever you call yourself⁠—more likely one of these low-down confidence fellers, I expect, if the truth was known. With a monocle too, like that man we was reading about in the <i epub:type="se:name.publication.newspaper">News of the World</i>. And in my kitchen too, and drinking my Bovril in the middle of the night, the impudence! Not to speak of the goings-in-and-out all day, banging the front door, and that was the police come here this morning, you think I didn’t know? Up to something, that’s what they’ve been, the pair of them, and the captain as he says he is but that’s as may be, I daresay he had his reasons for clearing off, and the sooner you goes after him my fine madam, the better I’ll be pleased, I can tell you.”</p>
-			<p>“That’s right,” said Mr. Munns⁠—“ow!”</p>
+			<p>“That’s right,” said <abbr epub:type="z3998:name-title">Mrs.</abbr> Munns⁠—“ow!”</p>
 			<p>Lord Peter had removed the intrusive hand from his collar with a sharp jerk which appeared to cause anguish out of all proportion to the force used.</p>
 			<p>“I’m glad you’ve come along,” he said. “In fact, I was just going to give you a call. Have you anything to drink in the house, by the way?”</p>
 			<p>“Drink?” cried <abbr epub:type="z3998:name-title">Mrs.</abbr> Munns on a high note, “the impudence! And if I see you, Joe, giving drinks to thieves and worse in the middle of the night in my kitchen, you’ll get a piece of my mind. Coming in here as bold as brass and the captain run away, and asking for drink⁠—”</p>