Nor did he sink his grievance on the arrival of the Mixer a few moments later.
Also I noted the absence of the Mixer and wondered how the host had contrived to eliminate her.
"Poor Jackson's face was a study," declared the Mixer to me later.
The Mixer regarded her son-in-law with some annoyance, I thought.
An hour later I chanced to be with him in our detached hut, when the ...