The old fellows, if they chose, might empty innumerable ladles full of apple toddy or compounds of Santa Cruz rum and pineapples into their own persons, but not the younger bloods! His beloved Kate had suffered enough because of these roysterers.

There should be one ball around Kennedy Square in which everybody would behave themselves, and he did not intend to mince his words when the time came.

He had discussed the matter with the colonel when the ball opened, but little encouragement came from that quarter.
"So far as these young sprigs are concerned, St.George," Rutter had flashed back, "they must look out for themselves.

I can't curtail my hospitality to suit their babyships.

As for Harry, you're only wasting your time.