These sentiments I expressed in no guarded language to Jeeves when I was back in the old flat with my feet on the mantelpiece, pushing down a soothing whisky-and.
'Never again, Jeeves!' I said. 'Never again!'
'Well, sir—'
'No, never again!'
'Well, sir—'
'What do you mean, "Well, sir"? What are you driving at?'
'Well, sir, Mr Little is an extremely persistent young gentleman, and yours, if I may say so, sir, is a yielding and obliging nature—'
'You don't think that young Bingo would have the immortal rind to try to get me into some other foul enterprise?'
'I should say that it was more than probable, sir.'