As usual, when he was in a temper or excited, he was smoking furiously.

But the threat of disinheritance was not forthcoming.

If anything, the disinheritor was sulking.

And the eyes of the disinheritee were intelligent and disconcerting.
"Well ?" said Garry, amazed.
"I've already been disinherited," explained Brian dryly.

"Twice.