49. Intent (part 2/13)
Three days into the weeklong birthday celebration and my master had yet to learn what his aunt desired as a gift. It was pure coincidence that I happened to be passing by when our questions were finally answered.
I was nearing the parlor when I heard Mr. Wooster's shout – "Jeeves!" – and was about to enter when I realized that he was not talking to me but about me.
I am not one to spy on my betters, however…
"But Aunt Dahlia! Dear Dahlia!"
A murmur in response and Mr. Wooster's voice rose higher:
"You cannot have Jeeves as a gift!"