Roy Herbert chooses Count Fosco with Robert Gladwell as Count Fosco
Count Fosco was a mountainous man. He never stopped eating sickly cakes, trifles, cream and sugar. He would sit, overflowing the arms of his chair, letting his white mice run all over him, chasing the cockatoo sitting on his head and chirruping to his pet canaries. He was very partial to small animals, but did not care a great deal for human beings. He believed that the body lies at the mercy of that most omnipotent of all potentates, the chemist. Chemistry aided him in his foul career.