Jimmie said, airily, “Oh, social service. I work for some people that I want to get out of a jam.”
“Really—” said his mother.
“He means the English,” said Sarah.
“I mean,” Jimmie explained, “about a billion or so people. English, French, Poles, Czechs, Chinese, Malays, Russians—”
“We know geography,” Biff said irritatedly. “How’d you like Audrey?”
Jimmie’s face was expressionless. “She’s very attractive.”
“She didn’t—?” Sarah began.
Mrs. Bailey said, “Shh! It’s supposed to be a surprise! ”
“You better tell him then, Mother.” Mrs. Bailey considered. “Very well. Audrey didn’t say anything about the party for you tonight?”
“Not a word.”