"I am thinking that we'll both need a drink before we're through this night." He helped himself to a whisky and soda on the generous principle of half and half.

Philippa, who was watching her husband's preparations indignantly, once more found words.
"Henry, you are incorrigible!" she exclaimed.

"Listen to me if you please.

I insist upon it." Sir Henry turned a little impatiently towards her.

"Philippa, I really can't stop now," he protested.