There are always too many cats for one properly to enjoy oneself, and sooner or later a rowdy element is sure to creep in.

I offered myself to her, and she accepted me gratefully.

But I have never liked her, and never shall.

She is a silly old woman, and bores me.

She is, however, devoted to me, and, unless something extra attractive turns up, I shall stick to her.
"'That, my dear, is the story of my life, so far as it has gone.