We're a little sort of religion then, you and I; we're an organisation of two, at any rate, and we can't help ourselves.
There--that's settled." He glanced at the clock on the chimney.

"But what's the matter with him ?" "You gentlemen dress so much," said Mr.Longdon.
Mitchy met the explanation quite halfway.

"_I_ try to look funny--but why should Apollo in person ?" Mr.Longdon weighed it.

"Do you think him like Apollo ?" "The very image.

Ask any of the women!" "But do _I_ know-- ?" "How Apollo must look ?" Mitchy considered.