“Bertie!”
“Hallo?”
“Things are hotting up.”
“What’s happened now?”
“My uncle has given the little woman’s proofs the once-over and admits her claim. I’ve just been having five snappy minutes with him on the telephone. He says that you and I made a fool of him, and he could hardly speak, he was so shirty. Still, he made it clear all right that my allowance has gone phut again.”
“I’m sorry.”
“Don’t waste time being sorry for me,” said young Bingo grimly. “He’s coming to call on you today to demand a personal explanation.”
“Great Scott!”
“And the little woman is coming to call on you to demand a personal explanation.”
“Good Lord!”