- Lord Peter Wimsey: [after discovering a new lead] Oh, frabjous day! Miss Vane, will you marry me? Or, failing that, will you accompany me to Darley's garage?
- Harriet Vane: I will.
- Lord Peter Wimsey: Let us be gone.
- [they get up and start to head out, but Peter stops]
- Lord Peter Wimsey: Uh...
- Harriet Vane: The latter.