"May be for you, old bird." "More so still for you," said Lilly.
"It's life.

It's life!" reiterated Jim.

"Don't you agree ?" He turned wolfishly to Clariss.
"Oh, yes--every time--" she drawled, nonchalant.
"Here, let's write it down," said Lilly.

He found a blue pencil and printed in large letters on the old creamy marble of the mantel-piece panel:--LOVE IS LIFE.
Julia suddenly rose and flung her arms asunder wildly.
"Oh, I hate love.

I hate it," she protested.
Jim watched her sardonically.
"Look at her!" he said.