It had been postponed from the evening before.

And though Roger, overcome with dismay at having forgotten Edith's night, apologized profusely, the time-honored weekly game took place no more from that day on.
"Edith's pretty sore," said Bruce, who dropped in soon afterwards.

"She says Deborah has made your house into an annex to her school." Roger smoked in silence.

His whole family was about his ears.
"My boy," he muttered earnestly, "you and I must stick together." "We sure must," agreed his son-in-law.

"And what's more, if we're to keep the peace, we've got to try to put some punch into Deborah's so-called love affair.