"Jolly place, this, isn't it?"
Jill perceived that an opening for those tedious explanations had been granted her.
"Uncle Chris thinks so," she said demurely.
Wally looked puzzled.
"Uncle Chris? Oh, your uncle?"
"Yes."
"But—he has never been here."
"Oh, yes. He's giving a dinner-party here to-night!"
"He's ... what did you say?"
"It's all right. I only began at the end of the story instead of the beginning. I'll tell you the whole thing. And then ... then I suppose you will be terribly angry and make a fuss."