"Well, spring it, Jeeves," I said. "But I have not much hope. Having
only just arrived, you cannot possibly be aware of the frightful change
that has taken place in young Thos. You are probably building on your
knowledge of him, when last seen. Useless, Jeeves. Stirred by the
prospects of getting his hooks on five of the best, this blighted boy
has become so dashed virtuous that his armour seems to contain no chink.
"I mocked at his waistline and sneered at his school and he merely
smiled in a pale, dying-duck sort of way. Well, that'll show you.
However, let us hear what you have to suggest."
"It occurred to me, sir, that the most judicious plan would be for you
to request Mrs. Travers to invite Master Sebastian Moon here for a
short visit."