My wife met me in the dining-room, and her face told me she was not happy.
"Surely you haven't brought any one home with you?" she said.
"Why, yes, my dear. You remember, of course, I told you this morning I would."
"Of course, not. You told me you'd bring home a couple of lobsters for dinner."
"Well, that's them in the parlor."
I finally compromised matters by taking a party of four to a neighboring restaurant, and that lobster episode cost me just ten dollars.
I had an embarassing moment the other day.
Le'me tell you how it was.
Some business took me to a certain quarter over in Newark, to see a man about a matter of importance.