Then Condy promptly got the hiccoughs from drinking his tea too fast, and fretted up and down the room like a chicken with the pip till Travis grew faint and weak with laughter.
"Oh, well," he exclaimed aggrievedly--"laugh, that's right! I don't laugh.

It isn't such fun when you've got 'em yoursel'-- HULP." "But sit down, for goodness' sake! You make me so nervous.

You can't walk them off.

Sit down and hold your breath while you count nine.
Condy, I'm going to take off my gloves and veil.

What do you think ?" "Sure, of course; and I'll have a cigarette.