Gaze upon the scene of my Waterloo! When June covers it with green, it will wave over the resting place of my slain heart!" "Oh Laddie!" I sobbed.

"There you go again! How can you ?" "Whoo-pee!" cried Laddie.

"That's the question! How can I?
Got to, Little Sister! There's no other way." "No," I was forced to admit, "there isn't.

What are we going to do now ?" "Life-saver, we'll now go to dinner," said Laddie.

"Nothing except the partnership implied in 'we' sustains me now.