I took a deep breath, and slipped him the good news.

"Young Bingo--your nephew, you know--wants to marry a waitress," I

said.

"I honour him for it," said old Little.

"You don't object?"

"On the contrary."

I took another deep breath and shifted to the sordid side of the

business.

"I hope you won't think I'm butting in, don't you know," I said,

"but--er--well, how about it?"

"I fear I do not quite follow you."

"Well, I mean to say, his allowance and all that. The money you're good

enough to give him. He was rather hoping that you might see your way to

jerking up the total a bit."

Old Little shook his head regretfully.

"I fear that can hardly be managed. You see, a man in my position is

compelled to save every penny. I will gladly continue my nephew's

existing allowance, but beyond that I cannot go. It would not be fair

to my wife."

"What! But you're not married?"

"Not yet. But I propose to enter upon that holy state almost

immediately. The lady who for years has cooked so well for me honoured

me by accepting my hand this very morning." A cold gleam of triumph

came into his eye. "Now let 'em try to get her away from me!" he

muttered, defiantly.

* * * * *

"Young Mr. Little has been trying frequently during the afternoon to

reach you on the telephone, sir," said Jeeves that night, when I got

home.

"I'll bet he has," I said. I had sent poor old Bingo an outline of the

situation by messenger-boy shortly after lunch.

"He seemed a trifle agitated."

"I don't wonder. Jeeves," I said, "so brace up and bite the bullet. I'm

afraid I've bad news for you.

"That scheme of yours--reading those books to old Mr. Little and all

that--has blown out a fuse."

"They did not soften him?"

"They did. That's the whole bally trouble. Jeeves, I'm sorry to say

that _fiancée_ of yours--Miss Watson, you know--the cook, you

know--well, the long and the short of it is that she's chosen riches

instead of honest worth, if you know what I mean."

"Sir?"

"She's handed you the mitten and gone and got engaged to old Mr.

Little!"

"Indeed, sir?"

"You don't seem much upset."

"That fact is, sir, I had anticipated some such outcome."

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