"If only you knew how grateful I am.

I feel like--like giving three cheers, and tossing my hat in the air." "The inferior court rules against hat-tossing as irrelevant, immaterial, and incompetent." "Ruling sustained," I said.
"And they call this a free country!" "The newspapers don't.

Read the newspapers my boy." "At any rate, I now belong to the privileged class.

When do we leave, Mr.Middleton ?" "Elizabeth says to-morrow.

We go by rather a slow train." "But why ?" I began.
"Because, my dear, an all-wise Providence has decreed that express trains shall not haul private cars." "Oh, I say!" exclaimed Mr.Porter.