Love Insurance by Earl Derr Biggers — Read

As Dick Minot bent over to pick up his scattered property, a knock sounded on the half-open door, and Lord Harrowby drooped in. The nobleman was gloom personified. He threw himself despondently down on the bed.

"Minot, old chap," he drawled, "it's all over. " His eyes took in the wreckage. "Eh? What the deuce have you been doing, old boy?"