That reminds me of my thrilling tale, which I shall begin after my third slice of toast, and not before.

You can occupy the precious minutes, dad, in telling me of your excitements in the office this afternoon." "Don't sniff at me.

I had a few, though apparently you think it impossible in my humdrum grey life." "Good!" said Barry, his mouth full of toast.

"Go on." "Young Neil Fraser is buying, or has just bought, the S.Q.R.

ranch.
Filed the transfer to-day." "Neil Fraser?
He's in my tale, too.