"I am tempted to go jumping in the winter." "You must keep your old Lords out if you do," Harold Jupp urged earnestly.

"Bring in your Dukes and your Marquises, and we poor men are all up the spout." Thus they rattled on about the breakfast table; cigarettes were lighted, Miranda pushed back her chair; in a minute the room would be deserted.
But Millie Splay uttered a little cry of horror, so sharp and startling that it froze each person into a sudden immobility.

She dropped the newspaper upon her knees.

Her hands flew to her face and covered it.
"What's the matter, Millie ?" cried Sir Chichester, starting up in alarm.
He hurried round the table.

Some stab of physical pain had caused Millie's cry--he shared that conviction with every one else in the room.
But Millie lifted her head quickly.
"Oh, it's intolerable!" she exclaimed.