"Leave it to Draycott," said Charles. "I'm going away for a rest-cure. And I suppose he's going to be as much an owner as I am. Not that I approve, but there! when are my wishes ever considered?" He rose and prepared to follow his wife out. Over his shoulder he said: "And don't be more than half an hour saying good night, you two."
But they were almost as long as that over it. Safe in Michael's arms Margaret said: "But why did you say I'cl never look at anyone in your "line of business"?"
"Well, I was afraid you wouldn't," he explained. "After all, I'm only what Jimmy calls a "beastly busy." How could I dream you'd ever even think of marrying me?"
She buried her face in his shoulder. "I said I shouldn't care as long as it was honest," she said, muffled.
He laughed softly as he bent to kiss her, "Or a butcher's shop!" he reminded her.