Harriet Vane: You're such a romantic, Peter... a sort of latter day knight errant searching for opportunities to perform deeds of valor... rescue damsels in distress.
Lord Peter Wimsey: What's wrong with that?
Lord Peter Wimsey: Quick, Bunter, pour the champagne! Parker's about to pour the cold water!
Lord Peter Wimsey: [Upon seeing the white powder that Urquhart had] My word! What have we here?