Bunter coughs discretely when one hands him the mail and one knows that if one ignored it, he would never mention it again, but being Peter's wife means taking on all the responsibilities whilst Peter is abroad playing the fool for the foreign office again, so she inquires if there is anything further.

'There is only the small matter of Lord St. George's request, milady, which I believe he made the week before -'

Of course there is, and she cannot help but wonder - 'tell me, Bunter, how much do you think his lordship would send?'