Stevens opened the door and proceeded to bring in a most recherché meal. An omelette was followed by quails and the very lightest thing in soufflés.

“Why are men so happy when they’re single,” said Loraine tragically. “Why are they so much better looked after by other people than by us?”

“Oh! but that’s rot, you know,” said Jimmy. “I mean, they’re not. How could they be? I often think⁠—”

He stammered and stopped. Loraine blushed again.

Suddenly Bundle let out a whoop and both the others started violently.

“Idiot,” said Bundle. “Imbecile. Me, I mean. I knew there was something I’d forgotten.”

“What?”

“You know Codders⁠—George Lomax, I mean?”

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