“Very true, sir.”
“The jolly old roof-tree, and all that sort of thing—what?”
“Precisely, sir.”
I lit another cigarette.
“Jeeves.”
“Sir?”
“Do you know, at one point in the business I really thought you were baffled.”
“Indeed, sir?”
“When did you get the idea of taking Miss Rockmetteller to the meeting? It was pure genius!”
“Thank you, sir. It came to me a little suddenly, one morning when I was thinking of my aunt, sir.”