I did not think I was particularly wanted at home.

Two is company and three's none." "Oh, Algernon, what tact! Most men would never have thought of that," said Aunt Aggie.
"Have another cup, Algernon," said Lady Blore graciously.
Colonel Bellairs stroked his moustache.

He had another cause, a secret one, for self-complacency.

At last, after many rebuffs from charming women, thirty years his junior, he was engaged to be married.

Should he mention it?
Was not this a most propitious moment?
Yes?
No.