Yes, you may all cry 'Oho!'-- but I defy you to name me say five, or at most seven, in which some awful thing or other hasn't happened.

Of course ours is one, and Tishy's is one, and Van's is one, and Mr.Longdon's is one, and that makes you, bang off, four.

So there you are!" Harold gaily wound up.
"I see now why he's the rage!" Vanderbank observed to Nanda.
But Mrs.Grendon expressed to their young friend a lingering wonder.

"Do you mean you go in for the adoption-- ?" "Oh Tishy!" Nanda mildly murmured.
Harold, however, had his own tact.

"The dear man's taking her quite over?
Not altogether unreservedly.