"One of your ancestors. Great schemer in his day. But, one moment."
"Now what?"
"How am I to get engaged? How do I get the job?"
"That's orl right. I'll tell the 'ousekeeper you're my cousin— been a waiter in America at the best restaurongs—'ome for a 'oliday, but'll come in for one night to oblige. They'll pay yer a quid."
"I'll hand it over to you."
"Just," said Albert approvingly, "wot I was goin' to suggest myself."
"Then I'll leave all the arrangements to you."
"You'd better, if you don't want to mike a mess of everything. All you've got to do is to come to the servants' entrance at eight sharp tonight and say you're my cousin."
"That's an awful thing to ask anyone to say."
"Pardon?"