His vife she needed a change as much as he, vat with not being able to get into any good hotels in the summer time and not being able to keep out of them in the vinter time, she vas nearly distracted.

No, I vas selfish.

My vife she vas selfish too,--and him her own brother.

Vy shouldn't he haf a vacation vonce in awhile ?" He turned abruptly to the sailor who lounged near the perspiring Percival.
"How far is it to land, my frient ?" he inquired.
The sailor touched his cap.

"Which way, sir ?" he asked solemnly.