I was cross with Marigold.
"Why did you let me do such a silly thing?
You might have known that I should want it some day or other.

Why didn't you foresee such a contingency ?" "Why," asked Marigold woodenly, "didn't you or I, sir, or many wiser than us, foresee the war ?" "Because we were all damned fools," said I.
Marigold approached my chair with his great inexorable tentacles of arms.

It was bed time.
"I'm sorry about the hat, sir," said he..