“Sir” broke in Bill, who was close to the receiver “I’ll have you know you’re a Rump-fed.
     “Will you go hunting?” I asked next.  Afterwards we felt like kicking ourselves for it.
     “Why – er – I can’t very well”
     “Oh” I said comprehending.
     “Say, why not come out and play cards?”
     “What do you say” aside to Bill.
     “Oh well – tell him yes”
     “Alright we’ll be there – about two o’clock.”
     “Alright”
     “I’ll bet King’ll think we are crazy.” said Bill after I hung up.
     “Yes but what could we do?”
     Bill laughed.