Junior Wobbleshot, the errand boy
Junior is to Foxe & Boxe what the Baker Street Irregulars were to Sherlock Holmes. Eyes and ears about the neighborhood, useful for gathering the latest intelligence; and occasionally (with much grumbling) helpful with fetching and carrying.
Enid is less delighted with his presence, and always counts the silver spoons and the bottles in the cellar after he’s been sent down to her for a bun and a cup of milk.
Junior doesn’t give a fig what the hoity-toity think of him, and will tell you so, but probably will not use the word “fig.”