See ?" She reached up an audacious finger and smoothed the faint frown from his forehead with her sunny, provocative smile.
"It'll have to be a joint management," she said.

"There are so many things you mustn't do.

Now, darling, I've finished the brandy to please you.

So suppose you look out your prettiest suit of pyjamas, and I'll try and get into them." She broke into a giddy little laugh.

"What would Mrs.Paget say?
Can't you see her face?
I can!" She stopped suddenly, struck dumb by a terrible blast of wind that shook the bungalow to its foundations.
"Just hark to the wind and the rain, Billikins!" she whispered, as it swirled on.