Jeeves flowed in with the tray, like some silent stream meandering over its mossy bed; and I saw daylight.
'Read it again, Rocky, old top,' I said. 'I want Jeeves to hear it. Mr Todd's aunt has written him a rather rummy letter, Jeeves, and we want your advice.'
'Very good, sir.'
He stood in the middle of the room, registering devotion to the cause, and Rocky started again:
'My dear Rockmetteller,
'I have been thinking things over for a long while, and I have come to the conclusion that I have been very thoughtless to wait so long before doing what I am made up my mind to do now.'
'What do you make of that, Jeeves?'
'It seems a little obscure at present, sir, but no doubt it becomes clearer at a later point in the communication.'
'Proceed, old scout,' I said, champing my bread and butter.
'You know how all my life I have longed to visit New York and see for myself the wonderful gay life of which I have read so much. I fear that now it will be impossible for me to fulfil my dream. I am old and worn out. I seem to have no strength left in me.'