Or would it?
And don't bother anyway.

I took the liberty of buying an emergency wedge while I was out." Kenny wiped his forehead in amazed relief and piously thanked God he hadn't wasted his appetite on middle-aged cakes.
"If you hadn't come when you did," he said, "I'd likely had to eat 'em, thanks to Reynolds.

Now I'll send 'em up to H.B." He peered disgustedly into the bag and removed an irrelevant ace of spades.

Its hibernation there seemed for an instant to annoy him as well it might.
There had been a furore in whist about it barely a week before.

Then he used it irresponsibly for an I.O.U.and impaled it upon a strange looking spike that seemed to pinion a heterogeneous admission of petty debt.
Together they made the rarebit.