But understand this, you miserable home-wrecker, sir, my daughter Patsy steps not one foot out of New York this winter." "Why not ?" mildly inquired Uncle John.
"Because you've spirited her away from me times enough, and deprived her only parent of her society.

First you gallivanted off to Europe, and then to Millville, and next to Elmhurst; so now, egad, I'm going to keep the girl with me if I have to throttle every idea in your wicked old head!" "But I'm planning to take you along, this time.

Major," observed Uncle John reflectively.
"Oh.

Hum! Well, I can't go.

There's too much business to be attended to--looking after your horrible money." "Take a vacation.