Bundle rose to her feet. She had done all she could here. Now to get on with things! She went in search of her father.

“I’m off again,” she said. “I’ve got to go and see Aunt Marcia.”

“Got to see Marcia?” Lord Caterham’s voice was full of astonishment. “Poor child, how did you get let in for that?”

“Just for once,” said Bundle, “I happen to be going of my own free will.”

Lord Caterham looked at her in puzzlement.