That gave me the idea of the dinner really, and I put it to the old horse that that brandy was worthy of a dinner to introduce it.

He tumbled at once.

Veuve Cliquot as the main wine.

What about it ?" Peter balanced himself on the back of his chair and blew out cigarette-smoke.
"What time are you ordering the ambulances ?" he demanded.
"The beds, you mean," cried Julie, entirely forgetting her last words.
"That's what I say.

_I_ shall never be able to walk to a taxi even." "I'll carry you," said Donovan.
"You won't be able, not after such a night; besides, I don't believe you could, anyhow.