"John!"
"Yeh!"
"Don't say 'yeh,' say 'yes,' Dorothy dear."
"Yes, Dorothy de – "
Sir John Dene was interrupted in his apology by a napkin-ringwhizzing past his left ear.
"What's wrong?" he enquired, laying aside his paper and picking upthe napkin-ring.
"I'm trying to attract your attention," replied Lady Dene, slippingfrom her place at the breakfast-table and perching herself upon thearm of her husband's chair. She ran her fingers lightly through hishair. "Are you listening?"
"Sure!"
"Well, what are you going to do for Mr. Sage?"
In his surprise at the question, Sir John Dene jerked up his head tolook at her, and Dorothy's forefinger managed to find the corner ofhis eye.