"I've annoyed myself.

But that's the worst of living on one's nerves, which is the penalty of Baireuth.
There is no charge, so to speak, except for your ticket, but a collection is made, as happens at meetings, and you pay with your nerves.

You must cancel my annoyance, please.

If I showed it I did not mean to." Michael pondered over this.
"But I can't leave it like that," he said at length.

"Was it about the possibility of war, which I said was unthinkable ?" Falbe laughed and turned on his elbow towards Michael.
"No, my dear chap," he said.