Parkins, is there anything going on here to-night ?" "Yes, sir; Miss Cocinne is giving a small dance." "There, Jack--that's it.

That'll let you out with a whole skin." "No, I can't, and I won't, Uncle Arthur," he answered in an indignant tone.

"If you knew him as I do, and had seen him last night, you would--" "No, I don't want to know him and I don't want to see him.

You are all balled up, I see, and can't work loose, but take him upstairs; don't let your aunt come across him or she'll have a fit." Here he glanced at the bronze clock.

"What!--ten minutes past nine! Parkins, see if my cab is at the door....