I never sleep after dawn.

It's not my nature." "You'll wear yourself to a shadow," smiled Lucas.

"There's little enough of you as it is--nothing but fire and sinew!" "Oh, rats, my dear fellow! I'm as tough as leather.

There would need to be something very serious the matter for me to lie in bed after daylight.
Just look at that woman doing eights! It's a sight to make you shudder." "Whom do you mean?
Mrs.Van Rhyl?
I thought you were an admirer of hers." Nap made a grimace.

"Where is your native shrewdness?
And I never admired her skating anyway.