“Why, exactly! So I should be if he began to urinate in a corner of my drawing-room. There’s a place for all these things.”

“You mean you wouldn’t mind if he made love to Julia in some discreet alcove?”

Charlie May was slightly satirical, for he had flirted a very little with Julia, and Hammond had cut up very roughly.

“Of course I should mind. Sex is a private thing between me and Julia; and of course I should mind anyone else trying to mix in.”