You know, dear boy, that I am easily satisfied.

I expect very little from anyone.

But I think that I am entitled to prompt and willing service.

That, at the very least! Yet I must tell you that Mabel, my cook, has left me most ungratefully after only three months' notice! She is to be married to Bob Summers, the plumber.

(Lieutenant Robert Summers, since the war, if you please!) Well, she can never say I did not warn her.