When a man has, say, a thousand pounds wherewith to buy that much money's worth of household clutter, he certainly is that household clutter's potential owner.

Between us we developed this incontrovertible proposition.
"Then why," said Barbara, "don't you go at once to Harrod's Stores and purchase a comfortable home ?" "Because, my dear Barbara," said Jaffery, "I'm starting off for the interior of China the day after to-morrow." "China ?" echoed Barbara vaguely.
"The interior of China ?" I reechoed, with masculine definiteness.
"Why not?
It isn't in Neptune or Uranus.

You wouldn't go into hysterics if I said I was going to Boulogne.

Let him come with me, Barbara.

It would do him a thundering lot of good." At this very faintly humorous proposal he laughed immoderately.