He arrived every day with clocklike regularity.

This is the kind of logic used in this industry that makes me want to lawnmow various executives' pet cats.

2004: the lurking presence of “The Landlord”

The unusual hour, appropriate as I supposed only to some porter or other stipendiary visitor of my hotel, caused to shine out with startling refulgence the morning splendors in which Papa Joliet had arrayed himself.