You’ve got me. “But, how,” he said, sitting up astonished beyond measure, “not go on?” “I have been thinking while you have been talking. I’m not Gerald, remember. " "You won't complain of the delay when I tell you what I've done," answered Jack. ‘Yes, ma’am,’ agreed Gerald with a grin. “Bit thick on the old man, isn’t it?” said Roddy, who had developed a bluff, straightforward style in the motor shop.