"Pretty foul."
"Isn't it? I believe he invents things—something of the kind. Well, that's all. Oh! yes, Sir Oswald Coote."
"And Lady Coote?"
"Yes, I believe she's coming too."
Bundle sat lost in thought for some minutes. Bill's list was suggestive, but she hadn't time to think out various possibilities just now. She must get on to the next point.
"Bill?" she said. "What's all this about Seven Dials?"
Bill at once looked horribly embarrassed. He blinked and avoided her glance.
"I don't know what you mean," he said.
"Nonsense," said Bundle. "I was told you know all about it."
"About what?"