He was not going to give the Jampot an opportunity for triumphing over him.

After all, he would clean them so soon as she went to brush Helen's hair.

In a moment what he had said would be true.
But he was miserable.

Hamlet came up from the nether regions where he had spent the night, showing his teeth, wagging his tail, and even rolling on the cockatoos.

Jeremy paid no attention.