11/14 The stupid dog would place me in so strong a light that I kept blinking.' 'No, no. She reads you like a book,' said the other. When do you mean to take me down to the country with you? In the fall of the year, perhaps. When the sun is less powerful the light will be more favourable to your features.' 'My poor Dick, I cram you with good advice every day; but one counsel I never cease repeating, "Never try to be witty." A dull fellow only cuts his finger with a joke; he never catches it by the handle. |