it again, Rocky, old top,” I said. “I want Jeeves to hear it. Mr. Todd’s aunt has written him a rather rummy letter, Jeeves, and we want your advice.”
“Very good, sir.”
He stood in the middle of the room, registering devotion to the cause, and Rocky started again:
“ My dear Rockmetteller —I have been thinking things over for a long while, and I have come to the conclusion that I have been very thoughtless to wait so long before doing what I have made up my mind to do now.”
“What do you make of that, Jeeves?”
“It seems a little obscure at present, sir, but no doubt it becomes cleared at a later point in the communication.”
“It becomes as clear as mud!” said Rocky.
“Proceed, old scout,”