“I’ve managed it,” he said. “Had a lot of trouble with Bill, though. He’d got it into his thick head that I should be a lamb among wolves. But I made him see sense at last. I’ve got a lot of thingummybobs now and I’m studying them. You know, blue books and white papers. Deadly dull⁠—but one must do the thing properly. Have you ever heard of the Santa Fe boundary dispute?”

“Never,” said Bundle.

“Well, I’m taking special pains with that. It went on for years and was very complicated. I’m making it my subject. Nowadays one has to specialise.”

“I’ve got a lot of the same sort of things,” said Bundle. “Aunt Marcia gave them to me.”

“Aunt who?”

“Aunt Marcia⁠—Father’s sister-in-law. She’s very political. In fact she’s going to get me invited to George’s party.”

“No? Oh, I say, that will be splendid.”