"Thanks," said Enid. "We had better buy a gramophone. I thought you were getting fidgety at home."
"Dearest," I explained, "it is not that. It is because I feel in me a spirit that will not be denied. Give me the opportunity and I will make this land, this England——"
"Hush, Squawks. Was'ms frightened then, poor darling!"
"That dog——"
"Hush!" said Enid to me. "How are you going to begin?"
"It is quite simple. Somebody writes something to the papers."
"Yes; so far it sounds easy."
"Now that something is hideously disparaging to my class and calling. I promptly answer him."
"That is, if you can be funnier at his expense than he at yours."
"I shan't be funny at all."