I am rather inclined to fancy that it must be me." "You, indeed!" he grunted.

"Are you aware that you are a married woman ?" Philippa glanced up from her work.

Her eyebrows were raised, and her expression was one of mild surprise.
"How queer that you should remind me of it!" she murmured.

"I am afraid that the sea air disturbs your memory." Sir Henry rose abruptly to his feet.
"Oh, damn!" he exclaimed.
He walked to the door.

His guests were still lingering over their wine.
He could hear their voices more distinctly than ever.