But out on the lawn it won't look stupid at all.

Two or three might stand up on the lawn, and it would be jolly enough." "I don't quite see it," said Bernard.
"Yes, I think I see it," said Crosbie.

"The unadaptability of the lawn for the purpose of a ball--" "Nobody is thinking of a ball," said Lily, with mock petulance.
"I'm defending you, and yet you won't let me speak.

The unadaptability of the lawn for the purpose of a ball will conceal the insufficiency of four men and a boy as a supply of male dancers.

But, Lily, who is the ungrown gentleman?
Is it your old friend Johnny Eames ?" Lily's voice became sobered as she answered him.
"Oh, no; I did not mean Mr Eames.