- The Honourable Richard Rollison: Oh, Jolly?
- Jolly: Sir?
- The Honourable Richard Rollison: I have a shrewd suspicion I may be going to Manchester tonight, Jolly.
- Jolly: So I gathered, sir.
- The Honourable Richard Rollison: Oh. Keyholing again?
- Jolly: Certainly not, sir. I was listening on the extension.
- Lady Anthea: [sampling Jolly's coffee, made to "the old recipe"] Delicious!
- Jolly: Thank you, m'lady.
- Lady Anthea: As you say: strong as death, hot as Hades and sweet as love.
- Jolly: Mr Rollison is apt to quarrel with that, m'lady. He says life is stronger than death, love is only sweet until a man has lost his milk teeth, and how on earth do I know that Hades is hot?