Bundle Pays a Call
Getting hold of Bill presented few difficulties. Bundle motored up to town on the following morning—this time without adventures on the way—and rang him up. Bill responded with alacrity, and made various suggestions as to lunch, tea, dinner and dancing. All of which suggestions Bundle turned down as made.
“In a day or two, I’ll come and frivol with you, Bill. But for the moment I’m up on business.”
“Oh,” said Bill. “What a beastly bore.”
“It’s not that kind,” said Bundle. “It’s anything but boring. Bill, do you know anyone called Jimmy Thesiger?”
“Of course. So do you.”
“No, I don’t,” said Bundle.
“Yes, you do. You must. Everyone knows old Jimmy.”
“Sorry,” said Bundle. “Just for once I don’t seem to be everyone.”
“Ah, but how can you not know Jimmy? A slightly stupid-looking chap, but really as brainy as me.”
“You don’t say,” exclaimed Bundle. “But then he must be a genius!”
“This is irony, isn’t it?”
“More or less. What does he do?”