They wake up to a soft formal greeting and yawn. A familiar silhouette appears before their eyes. Jeeves looks at them courteously in a familiar manner. "Good morning. I'm afraid to disappoint you, but your aunt courteously invites you to her estate." It was unbearable to hear, every trip to the countryside ended in some embarrassment that would blight life for the next month. But it seemed impossible to refuse this sweet offer. The London sun hid behind a cloud, making the weather instantly gloomy, as if sympathizing with their situation.