Every time one thinks it's not going to happen, and every time it does." "The pursuit of Friendship," said Hewet.

"The title of a comedy." "You're horrid," she cried.

"You don't care a bit really.

You might be Mr.Hirst." "Well," said Hewet, "let's consider.

Let us consider--" He paused, because for the moment he could not remember what it was that they had to consider.