"I think I shall run along to bed and leave you to do the entertaining.

Shall I ?" She looked at him with a mischievous smile, very bright-eyed and alert.
"It would be a quick method of getting rid of them," remarked Merryon.
She jumped up.

"Very well, then.

I'll go, shall I?
Shall I, darling ?" He reached out a hand and grasped her wrist.

"No," he said, deliberately, smiling up at her.