Lorne's apprehension of the situation was instant, and his face fell, but the depression plainly covered such splendid spirits that his brother asked resentfully, "Well, what's the matter with YOU ?" "Matter?
Oh, not much.

I'm going to see the Cayugas beat the Wanderers, that's all; an' Abe Mackinnon's mother said he could ask me to come back to tea with them.

Can I, Mother ?" "There's no objection that I know of," said Mrs Murchison, shaking her apron free of stray potato-parings, "but you won't get money for the lacrosse match or anything else from your father today, _I_ can assure you.

They didn't do five dollars worth of business at the store all day yesterday, and he's as cross as two sticks." "Oh, that's all right." Lorne jingled his pocket and Oliver took a fascinated step toward him.

"I made thirty cents this morning, delivering papers for Fisher.