Lady Splay wrung her hands helplessly.

"Oh, dear, dear, if she weren't so thorough!" she moaned.
When they returned into the drawing-room, Sir Chichester was still standing near to Harold Jupp and Dennis Brown, shifting from one foot to another, and making little inarticulate sounds in his throat.
"Haven't you two finished yet ?" asked Millicent Splay.
"Just," said Dennis Brown, rubbing his hands together with a laugh, "and we ought to have four nice wins to-morrow." "Good!" said Sir Chichester.

"Then might I have a newspaper ?" "But of course," said Dennis Brown, and he handed one over the table to him.

"You haven't been waiting for it all this time, Sir Chichester ?" "Oh no, no, no," exclaimed Sir Chichester, quickly.

He glanced with a swift and experienced eye down the columns, and tossed the paper aside.
"Might I have another ?" "But of course, sir." The second paper was disposed of as rapidly as the first, and the others followed in their turn.
"Nothing in them," said Sir Chichester with a resigned air.