He waved his cigar beckoningly to Bill Hayden, turned his head to shake it at something Mary V had said from the doorway, and waited for Bill to ride close.
Mary V, camouflaged in her blue negligee worn over her riding clothes, came out and stood insistently, her two hands clasped around Sudden's unwilling arm.
"No, sir, dad, I'm not going back to bed.

I'm going to say every little thing I want to say, and you and Bill have both got to listen.

Get off that horse, Bill.

He makes me nervous, dancing around like that.

Heaven knows I'm just about raving distracted, as it is.