“Well, tell me about it tomorrow,” said Bundle, cutting him short rather unkindly. “In the meantime, what is Jimmy Thesiger’s address?”

“Jimmy Thesiger?”

“That’s what I said.”

“He’s got rooms in Jermyn Street⁠—do I mean Jermyn Street or the other one?”

“Bring that class A brain to bear upon it.”

“Yes, Jermyn Street. Wait a bit and I’ll give you the number.”

There was a pause.

“Are you there still?”

“I’m always there.”

“Well, one never knows with these dashed telephones. The number is 103. Got it?”