“One never knows,” said Bundle. “The strain of modern life⁠—as the newspapers say.”

“Which reminds me that George Lomax asked me to come over to the Abbey next week. I refused, of course.”

“Quite right,” said Bundle. “We don’t want you mixed up in any funny business.”

“Is there going to be any funny business?” asked Lord Caterham with a sudden awakening of interest.

“Well⁠—warning letters and all that, you know,” said Bundle.

“Perhaps George is going to be assassinated,” said Lord Caterham hopefully. “What do you think, Bundle⁠—perhaps I’d better go after all.”

“You curb your bloodthirsty instincts and stay quietly at home,” said Bundle. “I’m going to talk to Mrs. Howell.”