birds twittered in the treetops; and, generally speaking, hope dawned once more.
“You’re engaged!” I said, as soon as I could say anything.
I perceived clearly that this cove was one of the world’s wonders, the sort no home should be without.
“Thank you, sir. My name is Jeeves.”
“You can start in at once?”
“Immediately, sir.”
“Because I’m due down at Easeby, in Shropshire, the day after tomorrow.”
“Very good, sir.” He looked past me at the mantelpiece. > “That is an excellent likeness of Lady Florence Craye, sir. It is two years since I saw her ladyship. I was at one time in Lord Worplesdon’s employment. I tendered my resignation because I could not see eye to eye with his lordship in