Then, switching off and becoming cold, he asked, in a voice full of considerate kindness: 'Is there anything we can eat here?
Is there anything you would like ?' 'Yes,' she said, 'I should adore some oysters.' 'All right,' he said.

'We'll have oysters.' And he beckoned to the waiter.
Halliday took no notice, until the little plate was set before her.
Then suddenly he cried: 'Pussum, you can't eat oysters when you're drinking brandy.' 'What has it go to do with you ?' she asked.
'Nothing, nothing,' he cried.

'But you can't eat oysters when you're drinking brandy.' 'I'm not drinking brandy,' she replied, and she sprinkled the last drops of her liqueur over his face.

He gave an odd squeal.

She sat looking at him, as if indifferent.
'Pussum, why do you do that ?' he cried in panic.