I was in the sitting-room, sir.’ ‘Ah? I said, sucking down a spot of the mixture. ‘Doing this and that, no doubt?’ ‘Dusting your new vase, sir.’ My heart warmed to the fellow. If there’s one person I like, it’s the chap who is not too proud to admit it when he’s in the wrong. No actual statement to that effect had passed his lips, of course, but we Woosters can read between the lines. I could see that he was learning to love the vase. ‘How does it look?’ ‘Yes, sir.’ A bit cryptic, but I let it go.
