Horace kept humming popular airs; his hat had fallen a little to the side, and he swung his cane carelessly.

His sister asked him what he had been doing all day.
'Oh, going about.

I met some fellows after the procession.

We had a splendid view, up there on the top of Waterloo House.' 'Did Fanny go home ?' 'We met her sisters, and had some lunch at a restaurant.

Look here; you don't want me to-night.