Oh, Morris, you egregious ass, if you wanted to take to kissing like a schoolboy, why the deuce did you select the high road for the purpose?
This must be put a stop to.

I must take steps, and at once.

They mustn't be seen together again, or there will be trouble with Mary.

But how to do it?
how to do it?
That is the question, and one to which I must find an answer within the next two hours.

What a kettle of fish! What a pretty kettle of fish!" In due course, and after diligent search, he found the answer to this question.
At lunch time the Colonel remarked casually that he had walked a little way with Miss Layard, who mentioned that she had seen them--i.e., his son and Miss Fregelius--struggling through the gale the other night.
Then he watched the effect of this shot.