Somehow when I read the paper, I begin with the debates first, and, before I've done, the door always opens--we're a very large party at home--and so one never does think enough about the ancients and all they've done for us.

But _you_ begin at the beginning, Miss Allan." "When I think of the Greeks I think of them as naked black men," said Miss Allan, "which is quite incorrect, I'm sure." "And you, Mr.Hirst ?" said Mrs.Thornbury, perceiving that the gaunt young man was near.

"I'm sure you read everything." "I confine myself to cricket and crime," said Hirst.

"The worst of coming from the upper classes," he continued, "is that one's friends are never killed in railway accidents." Mr.Thornbury threw down the paper, and emphatically dropped his eyeglasses.

The sheets fell in the middle of the group, and were eyed by them all.
"It's not gone well ?" asked his wife solicitously.
Hewet picked up one sheet and read, "A lady was walking yesterday in the streets of Westminster when she perceived a cat in the window of a deserted house.