"My Dear Caterham—
"I am sorry not to have had a word with you. I thought I made it clear that I wanted to see you again after my interview with Eileen. She, dear child, was evidently quite unaware of the feelings I entertained towards her. She was, I am afraid, much startled. I have no wish to hurry her in any way. Her girlish confusion was very charming, and I entertain an even higher regard for her, as I much appreciate her maidenly reserve. I must give her time to become accustomed to the idea. Her very confusion shows that she is not wholly indifferent to me and I have no doubts of my ultimate success.
"Believe me, dear Caterham,
"Your sincere friend,
"George Lomax."
"Well," said Bundle. "Well, I'm damned!"
Words failed her.
"The man must be mad," said Lord Caterham. "No one could write those things about you, Bundle, unless they were slightly touched in the head. Poor chap, poor chap. But what persistence! I don't wonder he got into the Cabinet. It would serve him right if you did marry him, Bundle."
The telephone rang and Bundle moved forward to answer it. In another minute George and his proposal were forgotten, and she was beckoning eagerly to Loraine. Lord Caterham went off to his own sanctum.
"It's Jimmy," said Bundle. "And he's tremendously excited about something."
"Thank goodness I've caught you," said Jimmy's voice. "There's no time to be lost. Loraine's there, too?"
"Yes, she's here."