"Yes, yours!" she cried. "You put him through
(For good) to double seven nine!"
THE ABANDONER.
"I am afraid," I said, "that I shall have to withdraw my permission."
"Withdraw your what?" said the lady of the house, emphasising every word scornfully.
"Yes," I said, "I shall have to forbid you to go."
She laughed.
"It's not a bit of good," I said, "laughing like that. Laughter only adds fuel to the fire that is raging in my breast. I am going to forbid you to go."