Nora: It's Peter's birthday the day after tomorrow. I've had a new suit made for him to wear at his party.
Harry: Are we going to have a lot of his friends here?
Nora: Oh, yes, didn't I tell you?
Harry: Are you going to cook all the cakes yourself?
Nora: Some of them. And the rest I shall have done by a shop. That reminds me, I must get the carpets beaten before the party.
Robert: And Dad, will you have the gramophone mended by Friday?
Harry: Well, why don't you have it mended yourself, Robert? Didn't you have it mended last time it broke?
Nora: What do you want the gramophone for on Friday?
Robert: We shall have to use it for the dancing.
Harry: What, dancing half the night? Then I see what I shall have to do!
Nora: What's that, Harry?
Harry: (jokingly): I must have a bed made up for me at the club, and spend the night there.