"And you needn't worry a bit about your election," added Laura. "Henry's seat is so safe that I shall be able to give up my entire time to helping you."
"That will be nice, won't it, Tony?" said Lady Jocelyn innocently.
She rose to her feet with the aid of her ebony stick, and taking Henry's arm accompanied him and Laura to the head of the staircase, where she said good-bye to them both. She then came back into the room, and closing the door behind her, shook her head slowly and reprovingly at the future member for Balham North.
"I should like to know exactly what pleasant surprise you are preparing for them, Tony," she said.
Tony came up, and putting his arm round her, conducted her gently to her customary place on the sofa.
"I wonder if the Prodigal Son had a sceptical aunt?" he said sadly.
With a little chuckle Lady Jocelyn settled herself into her seat. "Probably," she replied; "and if she carved the veal I have no doubt she gave him the best helping."
Tony stood back and surveyed her affectionately. "Do you know what an Enterprise is, Aunt Fanny?" he asked. "An Enterprise with a large capital E at the beginning?"
Lady Jocelyn looked up at him with an air of mild surprise.
"I believe it is a thing that people prosecute," she replied. "Why do you ask?"