heard in the words a challenge to myself. As we left the dining-room my father said, “Hayter, have you yet said anything to Mrs. Abel about the lobsters I ordered for tomorrow?” “No, sir.” “Do not do so.” “Very good, sir.” And when we reached our chairs in the garden-room he said: “I wonder whether Hayter had any intention of mentioning lobsters. I rather think not. Do you know, I believe he thought I was joking?” Next day, by chance, a weapon came
father lobster joke
