"No. Only there's Friday, and——"
"Friday is my busy day," I pleaded—"my one ewe lamb. Do not rob me of it."
"It's a very good day, Friday. I think you'd find that most people could get off then."
"But why throw over Thursday like this? A good, honest day, Henry. Many people get born on a Thursday, Henry. And it's a marrying day, Henry. A nice, clean, sober day, and you——"
"The fact is," said Henry, "I've suddenly remembered I'm engaged myself on Thursday."
This was too much.
"Henry," I said coldly, "you forget yourself—you forget yourself strangely, my lad. Just because I was weak enough to promise you an 'H' after your name. You seem to have forgotten that the 'H' was to be in brackets."
"Yes, but I'm afraid I really am engaged."
"Are you really? Look here—I'll leave out the 'with' and you shall be one of us. There! Baby, see the pretty gentlemen!"
Henry smiled and shook his head.