Jeves and Winchester, On the Stairs.

..The young man circled the car one more time, then ran at Jeves.

Jeves never moved. He didnt need to, the young master slipped in past him and ran upstairs, still cawing and flapping his arms about. On the first landing he turned left.

Stiff backed and poker faced Jeves made his slow careful way into the hallway. He paused a minit, looked left, then right and carried on, mounting each step as if he was following a coffin.

There came a smash from upstairs, followed by a high pitched giggle.
The wake Jeves was in stopped momentarily, then resumed at a slightly brisker pace, bringing Jeves into the main upstairs room a bit faster than he would have normally liked, but, there you go. As he had expected. glass everywhere except in the large window frame that dominated the room. The young Master was standing before the carnage, seemingly placid. Jeves glanced around the room, making a quick inventory, and, yes. As he had expected. They were now missing one hardbacked chair.
It had been an antique.

'I believe we shall go fox hunting today Jeves' said young master offhandedly.
'I am sorry to inform young sir that it is currently illegal to hunt said canines'
Young master spun around
'Has that Cameron fellow not sorted that out yet Jeves. I am appaled'
'Indeed not sir. I believe the Scottish people have blocked that particular bit of legislation from going through'
'Damn those Scots! and damn Cameron for being so fluffy!'

Fluffy?

'Then we will just have to hunt something else, Do we still have those vulgar dogs mummy is so fond of?''
'We have one sir. Osborne.'
'Then we shall shoot Ozzy'

No! thought Jeves Not Ozzy 
Ozzy had been his faithful companion for many decades, The animal was on his way out, and he did not want the hound to go as ungainly as this young master wanted. He would have to think fast.

'I believe Ozzy has wandered off somewhere young master. Might I suggest...perhaps..Jake?'

Watching the grin that slowly developed on the young masters face was like witnessing hell opening up.

'YES! brilliant! lets wait for him on the stairs Jeves!'
 The young master ran past him, out into the hall way and hit the deck behind the stair rail. Jeves followed at a more stately pace.

There, they waited.