'Well, my lady, I'm not going to make a fool of myself at my time o' life.

Needn't be alarmed now.

You've got the bell-rope handy and a husband on the premises.' Lady Jocelyn smiled, stood up, and went to him.

'I like an honest fist,' she said, taking his.

'We 're not going to be doubtful friends, and we won't snap and snarl.