"Listen, Nobby," I said.
"She didn't, of course. I've never met a girl yet who did. Say "listen" to any member of the delicately nurtured sex, and she takes it as a cue to start talking herself. However, as the subject she introduced proved to be the very one I had been planning to ventilate, the desire to beat her brains out with a brick was not so pronounced as it would otherwise have been.
(from Joy in the Morning, by Sir Pelham Wodehouse)
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