"What! Do you think I walked in my sleep?"
"No, sir. It was young Mr. Glossop who did it. I encountered him this
morning, sir, shortly before I came here. He was in cheerful spirits,
and inquired of me how you were feeling about the incident--not being
aware that his victim had been Sir Roderick."
"But, Jeeves, what an amazing coincidence!"
"Sir?"
"Why, young Tuppy getting exactly the same idea as I did. Or, rather,
as Miss Wickham did. You can't say that's not a miracle."
"Not altogether, sir. It appears that he received the suggestion from
her."
"From Miss Wickham?"
"Yes, sir."
"You mean to say that, after she had put me up to the scheme of
puncturing Tuppy's hot-water bottle, she went off and tipped Tuppy off
to puncturing mine?"
"Precisely, sir. She is a young lady with a keen sense of humour, sir."
I sat there--you might say, stunned. When I thought how near I had
come to offering the Wooster heart and hand to a girl capable of
double-crossing a strong man's honest love like that, I shivered.
"Are you cold, sir?"
"No, Jeeves. Just shuddering."
"The occurrence, if I may take the liberty of saying so, sir, will
perhaps lend colour to the view which I put forward yesterday that Miss
Wickham, though in many respects a charming young lady----"