Do, for heaven's sake, oblige me, there's a good chap." Wingate hesitated for a moment.
"Very well," he assented, "I will go.

Is that all ?" "That's all, thanks." "I should like to speak to your wife again," Wingate said.
"Sorry, she's just gone out," was the rather malicious reply.

"I'd have kept her for you, if I'd known.

So long!" A knocking at the door,--a rather low, suggestive knocking.

Wingate knew that it was an impossibility, but he nevertheless hastened to throw it open.