I pique myself on my wisdom there, Arthur, and as an old fellow to whom wisdom had become cheap, I bestow it upon you." "Thank you.

It may stand me in good stead some day though I don't know that I have any present use for it.

Bless me! How the brook has overflowed.

Suppose we have a canter, now we're at the bottom of the hill." That is the great advantage of dialogue on horseback; it can be merged any minute into a trot or a canter, and one might have escaped from Socrates himself in the saddle.

The two friends were free from the necessity of further conversation till they pulled up in the lane behind Adam's cottage..