“Now, the hand augur was invented before the time of Christ,” Tom went on boringly.

“But I’ll never catch goldfish with this rod,” Tom carped.

“Infirm of purpose! Give me the daggers,” she said incisively.

“Of course I passed!” Tom said testily.

“That came from the Bavarian Motor Works!” Tom beamed.

“I should have turned the motor off,” Tom thought idly.

“I’ve been gone a long time,” Tom said absently. “But its time I moved on again,” he continued.

“After you madam,” Tom said gently.