'Why, Jack, I thought you'd treasure every scrap the "sweetest maid" touched.

Don't you care for her ?' 'Very much; we all do; but "mooning and spooning", as you elegantly express it, is not in my line.

My dear little girl, your plays make you romantic, and because Alice and I act lovers sometimes you take it into your silly head that we are really so.

Don't waste time hunting mares nests, but attend to your own affairs and leave me to mine.

I forgive you, but don't do it again; it's bad taste, and tragedy queens don't romp.' The last cut finished Josie; she humbly begged pardon and went off to bed, while Demi soon followed, feeling that he had not only settled himself but his too inquisitive little sister also.