Mamma said she was sure she didn't know.
"What do you do with yourself all day, Minky?"
"Nothing much. Read—work—play tennis with Mr. Sutcliffe."
"Mr.—Sutcliffe?"
"Never mind Mr. Sutcliffe. Mark doesn't want to hear about him."
"Is there a Mrs. Sutcliffe?"
"Yes."
"Does she play?"
"No. She's too old. Much older than he is."
"That'll do, Mary."