“Oh, Len, I am so tired.”
“I’ve been to that classical concert I told you about,” said Leonard.
“What’s that?”
“I came back as soon as it was over.”
“Any one been round to our place?” asked Jacky.
“Not that I’ve seen. I met Mr. Cunningham outside, and we passed a few remarks.”
“What, not Mr. Cunningham?”
“Yes.”
“Oh, you mean Mr. Cunningham.”
“Yes. Mr. Cunningham.”