Was it first-rate?
Ecstasy answered in the female voice.
'Hem'd fool I am to keep appointments!' he muttered.
She reproved him: 'Fie, Mr.Urmsing; it's the making of them, not the keeping!' 'Ah, my dear ma'am, if I'd had Blathenoy's luck when he made a certain appointment.

And he was not so much older than me?
The old ones get the prizes!' Mr.Beaves Urmsing prompted Colonel Corfe to laugh in triumph.

The colonel's eyebrows were up in fixity over sleepy lids.

He brightened to propose the conducting of the pretty woman to the banquet.
'We shall see them going in,' said she.

'Mr.Radnor has a French cook, who does wonders.