He turned a stolid face my way.
"It would seem so, sir.

I have to thank you for a most delightful evening, sir.

Your conversation has been both instructive and entertaining.

However, sir, the hour is now late, and I should advise your retiring." He bowed solemnly, backing toward the door, and I sprang to my feet, overtaken by a sudden determination to make a break for freedom.

There was a slight glitter in Peter's gray eyes, as he rapped sharply with his heel on the wood.
"I hardly think that would be advisable, sir," he warned softly.