“Hang it, you’ve got an umbrella of your own. Why the deuce don’t you stick it up?”
“Not if I know it, old man! This umbrella was done up last May by Monty Brabazon, and has never been opened since!”
“Monty Brabazon? Who’s he?”
“Not know Lord Montague Brabazon? Why, he’s about the only man in London who really knows how to do up an umbrella!”
Hostess. “You’re not going already, Professor, surely!”
The Professor. “I’m sorry to, my dear lady, but I have been working so late all the week I feel I must have my beauty sleep to-night.”