'Highly enjoyable, miss.'
'Well, I must be getting back. I want to get a front seat.'
And she scampered off. An engaging child. Full of spirits.
She had hardly gone when there was an agitated noise, and round the corner came Mr Wooster. Perturbed. Deeply so.
'Jeeves!'
'Sir?'
'Start the car!'
'Sir?'
'I'm off!'