“Well, you went so silent that I thought you rang off.”
“No, I was just thinking of something.”
Should she tell him about Ronny’s death? She decided not to—it wasn’t the kind of news to break over the phone. Soon, she must have a meeting with Bill. In the meantime—
“Bill?”
“Hullo.”
“I might dine with you tomorrow night.”
“Good, and we’ll dance afterwards. I’ve got a lot to talk to you about. As a matter of fact I’ve been rather hard hit—the foulest luck—”
“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.”