"She says come right round," I said.
"Tell her," said Tuppy, in a devout sort of voice, "that I will be with
her in something under a couple of ticks."
He had barely biffed when I heard a click in the keyhole and a soft
padding in the passage without.
"Jeeves," I called.
"Sir," said Jeeves, manifesting himself.
"Jeeves, a remarkably rummy thing has happened. Mr. Glossop has just
been here. He tells me all is off between him and Miss Bellinger."
"Yes, sir."
"You don't seem surprised."
"No, sir. I confess I had anticipated some such eventuality."
"Eh? What gave you that idea?"
"It came to me, sir, when I observed Miss Bellinger strike Mr. Glossop
in the eye."
"Strike him!"
"Yes, sir."
"In the eye?"
"The right eye, sir."