I explained. “He doesn’t like cows and horses, but he rather thinks he would be hot stuff among the hens. All he wants is a bit of capital. Don’t you think it would be rather a wheeze if you were to—”
“After what has happened? After this—this deceit and foolery? Not a penny!”
“But—”
“Not a penny!”
There was a respectful cough in the background.
“If I might make a suggestion, sir?”
Jeeves was standing on the horizon, looking devilish brainy.
“Go ahead, Jeeves!” I said.
“I would merely suggest, sir, that if Mr. Bickersteth is in need of a little ready money, and is at a loss to obtain it elsewhere, he might secure the sum he requires