"You might have drunk mine first," protested Gwendoline, "after holding my hand the whole way down."
"Reggie," said Tony, "has the most perfect manner and the most imperfect manners of anybody I know. Musette, your health!"
Musette bowed gravely.
"My toast," she said, "is that you may all back the winner."
"Tony," said Reggie, "has backed Little Eva. I think I shall do the same. The liftman told me that she was 'very 'ot.'"
"Is that what they call 'a tip?'" asked Gwendoline, wrinkling her forehead.
"Hush, child," said Reggie, patting her hand. "Such expressions are not seemly for a young girl to use."
"I am sorry, dear," said Gwendoline, "but you might put ten bob on for me. I want some new gloves badly. You have nearly worn out this pair."
"I can't be left out," said Musette, producing her purse. "Tony, you look honest. Here's a sovereign for Little Eva."
Tony took the coin.