Chapter 11: XI

XI Dinner with Bill Bundle set out to keep her appointment with Bill on the following evening full of expectation. Bill greeted her with every sign of elation. “Bill really is rather nice,” thought Bundle to herself. “Just like a large, clumsy dog that wags its tail when it’s pleased to see you.” The large dog was uttering short staccato yelps of comment and information. “You look tremendously fit, Bundle. I can’t tell you how pleased I am to see you. I’ve ordered oysters—you…