And I have almost forgotten what your clock sounded like when it struck two." This also seemed to matter very little.
"Did I ask you to lunch ?" he said.

"I really quite forgot; I can't even remember doing it now." "But there will be lunch ?" asked Francis rather anxiously.
"Of course.

It'll be ready in ten minutes." Michael came and stood in front of the fire, and looked with a sudden spasm of envy on the handsome boy who lay there.

If he himself had been anything like that -- "I was distinctly chippy this morning," remarked Francis, "and so I didn't so much mind waiting for lunch.

I attribute it to too much beer and bacon last night at your friend's house.