I'm certain that can be arranged, though housing is really rather haphazard, and it's up to you to find yourself a space in here. Simply look for one that has no ladies in it.

[Perhaps that was a joke. Perhaps not. Regardless, Lyall beckons him towards the front room, half lobby and half communal sitting room, to have a seat.]

So what have you been told thus far, Mister St. Just?

[Sorry, Armand. You have the polite Victorian. He's going with your last name.]