Six Beneficient Wind had the same sense of humour as a chicken casserole. True, he played the accordion for amusement, and he disliked cats intensely, and had a habit of dabbing his upper lip with his napkin after his tea ceremony in a way that made Mrs Beneficient Winds commit murder in her mind on a regular basis over the years. And he kept his money in a small leather shovel purse, and counted it out very thoroughly whenever he made a purchase, especially if there was a queue behind him.