Papa... Can Branson drive me into Ripon on Friday evening? I don't think so, no. Not after the last time. Oh, please. There's a meeting of my borstal charity. I've missed two, and I simply must be there. You'd have to take Mary or Edith with you. Don't make me. Those meetings are deadly at the best of times, and you know what they're like when they're bored. Why are all your causes so steeped in gloom? Because it's the gloomy things that need our help. If everything in the garden's sunny, why meddle? Well, I agree with that. Talking of sunny, are you looking forward to your coming Season? I am, rather.