But I can't spend the whole day explaining things to you.

I must go in and hustle Simpkins a bit.
There's no reason in the world that I can see why he shouldn't go up to Ballymoy House and propose this afternoon.

Then I must see O'Donoghue and make arrangements about to-morrow.

I shall also, thanks to your churlishness, have to borrow a bicycle for myself.

Then I must look up that doddering old ass Callaghan, and tell him to precipitate matters a bit if I succeed in hunting Simpkins up to Ballymoy House.