private secretary.”
“What!”
“Yes, sir. Purvis, the butler, chanced to overhear Mrs. Gregson in conversation with Mr. Filmer on the matter.”
“Secretary to that superfatted bore! Jeeves, I could never have survived it.”
“No, sir. I fancy you would not have found it agreeable. Mr. Filmer is scarcely a congenial companion for you. Yet, had Mrs. Gregson secured the position for you, you might have found it embarrassing to decline to accept it.”
“Embarrassing is right!”
“Yes, sir.”
“But I say, Jeeves, there’s just one point which you seem to have overlooked. Where exactly do I get off?”
“Sir?”
“I mean to say, Aunt Agatha sent word by Purvis just now that she