"I should like you to feel that I am.

In any case, this will probably be the last conversation I shall hold with you on the subject." "Well, thank God for that, anyway!" he observed, strolling to the chimneypiece and selecting a pipe from a rack.

"I think you've said about enough." "I haven't finished," she told him ominously.
"Then for heaven's sake get on with it and let's have it over," he begged.
"Oh, you're impossible!" Philippa exclaimed bitterly.

"Listen.

I give you one chance more.