"Well, you know that girl Sissie, she's a clever one, she is," he went on after a minute, staring at me.
"She's a regular clinker! Got two strings to her bow; that's where the trouble comes in.

Me and another fellow.

She likes me for love and the other fellow for money.

Now, don't you come and tell me that YOU are the other fellow." "I have certainly never aspired to the young lady's hand," I answered, cautiously.

"But don't you know your rival's name, then ?" "That's Sissie's blooming cleverness.