perfecto

'Well the only thing I can advise,' I said, 'is that you cultivate him assiduously. Waylay him and give him cigars... Tell him it's a fine day. He has a dog named Edward. Seek Edward out and pat him. Many a young man has won over the father of the girl he loves by such tactics, so why not you?'

He agreed to do so, and in the days which followed Poskitt could not show his face in the clubhouse without having Wilmot spring out at him with perfectos.