“What do you think? Me, of course!”
“I have had a long day and you will understand that I need to retire to bed early. What might be rather rude on my part is not asking if you would care for a drink. Is there anything you would fancy?”
“If you put it like that, I could do with a drop of brandy. The waiter knows the sort I like.”
The Marquis put up his hand and then when the waiter came towards him, he ordered a brandy.
“What I usually has, Jack!” she called, “and make it strong or I’ll throw it at you.”
“Now don’t you get rough, Miss Flo,” the waiter countered. “You knows it makes the Master angry.”
Flo laughed and as the man hurried away to fetch her brandy, the Marquis asked,
“Are you rough at times?”
“I got a bit rough the other night when one of the men who were out for
