It is so easy to make others happy.
I dined, read a novel, and went to sleep in the cheerful frame of mind induced by the consciousness of having made some little progress on the path of eumoiriety.
The next morning Dale made his customary appearance.

He wore a morning coat, a dark tie, and patent-leather boots.
"Well," said I, "have you dressed more carefully today ?" He looked himself anxiously over and inquired whether there was anything wrong.

I assured him of the impeccability of his attire, and commented on its splendour.
"Are you going to take Maisie out to lunch ?" He started and reddened beneath his dark skin.

Before he could speak I laid my hand on his shoulder.
"I'm an old friend, Dale.

You mustn't be angry with me.