Then were these young lumps transformed to limber, lither, merry fellows.

They rejoiced Skepsey's heart; they did everything better, ran and dodged and threw in a style to win the nod from the future official inspector of Games and Amusements of the common people; a deputy of the Government, proposed by Skepsey to his hero with a deferential eagerness.

Dartrey clapped him on the shoulder, softly laughing.
'System--Mr.Durance is right--they must have system, if they are to appreciate a holiday,' Skepsey said; and he sent a wretched gaze around, at the justification of some of the lurid views of Mr.Durance, in signs of the holiday wasted;--impoverishing the country's manhood in a small degree, it may be argued, but we ask, can the country afford it, while foreign nations are drilling their youth, teaching them to be ready to move in squads or masses, like the fist of a pugilist.

Skepsey left it to his look to speak his thought.

He saw an enemy in tobacco.