"    "Will you, as they say, say when?" he asked, standing at Eustace's elbow with the whisky decanter and a glass.
   "Stop, stop I've got to sit up and do some work when I get back."
   "Work, work, the word is always on your lips, Eustace, but I never see you doing any, I'm glad to say."
   "I put it away when you come, of course," said Eustace. "I take it out when Hilda comes."
   "I think I shall send for her."    "

― L.P. Hartley , Eustace and Hilda