Alice was darning stockings.
"Henry!" she exclaimed.

"Why, you're wet through!" She rose.
"Have they cleared off ?" he demanded.
"And you've been out without an overcoat! Henry, how could you?
Well, I must get you into bed at once--instantly, or I shall have you down with pneumonia or something to-morrow!" "Have they cleared off ?" he repeated.
"Yes, of course," she said.
"When are they coming back ?" he asked.
"I don't think they'll come back," she replied.

"I think they've had enough.

I think I've made them see that it's best to leave well alone.
Did you ever see such toast as that curate made ?" "Alice, I assure you," he said, later--he was in a boiling bath--"I assure you it's all a mistake, I've never seen the woman before." "Of course you haven't," she said calmingly.

"Of course you haven't.
Besides, even if you had, it serves her right.