I may need it." Diana quietly tore up the note.
"The telephone is better," she said.

"Being in the dark, sir, I prefer not to commit myself in writing." "You're quite right, Di," he exclaimed, admiringly.

"But for heaven's sake don't forget to telephone Madame Cerise." "I won't Charlie.

And, see here, keep your precious plans to yourself, now and always.

I intend to know nothing of what you do." "I'm merely the cats-paw, eh?
Well, never mind.