By a quite understandable association of ideas she turned to Bundle.
"Tell me, Lady Eileen," she said, "do you like that head gardener of yours?"
"MacDonald? Well—" Bundle hesitated. "One couldn't exactly like MacDonald," she explained apologetically. "But he's a first-class gardener."
"Oh! I know he is," said Lady Coote.
"He's all right if he's kept in his place," said Bundle.
"I suppose so," said Lady Coote.
She looked enviously at Bundle, who appeared to approach the task of keeping MacDonald in his place so light heartedly.
"I'd just adore a high-toned garden," said the Countess dreamily.
Bundle stared, but at that moment a diversion occurred. Jimmy Thesiger entered the room and spoke directly to her in a strange, hurried voice.
"I say, will you come and see those etchings now? They're waiting for you."