"I'm afraid there's been some kind of mix-up, Madam."
"How on earth could there be a "mix-up" in an entire field, Jasper?"
"I'm afraid I may have shopped in the bulk bins, Madam, in order to keep expenses down--what with the recent Financial Unpleasantness at the Manor, Madam."
"I thought you were told not to speak of the Unpleasantness, Jasper. Anyway, what gardener can't tell the difference between hyacinth and daffodil bulbs? That's what I'd like to know."
"It was an unfortunate, large-scale error on my part. But if I might say so, it should be remembered that I was trained as an accountant and financial analyst, Madam."
"You were aware, were you not, that the mere sight of yellow flowers of any type gives me migraine?"
"Yes, Madam. The daffodils must be most offensive to your sensibilities."
"I'll say! Well, don't just stand there! For heaven's sake, pull them all up! I tell you, you'd be out on your ear this minute if you weren't my brother!"