"You'll have to come and see my horses one day, when I'm settled in. I shall give a house-warming about Christmas time. Will you come?"
"Is this a bona fide invitation?"
"Rather!"
"Then I accept, with thanks. I'm wondering what kind of a house you'll run. You'll be a bit of a despot I know."
"I jolly well will. I mean to be master in my house, I can tell you."
"Don't try to take to yourself a wife; disaster will follow if you do."
"Why?"
"Because now no woman will lie down for a man to walk over her."
"That's a bit of clap-trap."
"No; it's real fact. You want a wife who will meekly do her lord's will, and that kind of women are out of date. They don't exist."