"I'm staying at my cousin's," said Bob.
"At Lady Penelope's?" asked the war correspondent.
"That's it," said Bob. "Would you like to know what theatre we are going to to-night?"
"Yes," said Williams, eagerly.
Bob shook his head.
"I don't suppose I ought to tell you. Tell me something very exciting about some bloody war, Mr. Williams."
Williams grunted.
"Or an execution. Have you ever seen heads chopped off with a sword?"
"Often in China, Bob."
"I say, what fun!" said Bob. "Tell me all about it. Is it true they smoke cigarettes while they are being chopped? And do they mind? Could I see one if I went out? I say, if you'll describe it, I'll see if I can tell you about the theatre."