"That's not quite fair on me." "Serves you right," declared Billy with malicious delight.

"You played me a shabby trick, you know." Dinah's brow cleared.

She smiled upon Scott.

"Isn't he a horrid little pig?
How do you do?
Isn't it a ripping day?
It makes you want to climb, doesn't it?
I wish I'd got an alpenstock." "Can't you get one anywhere ?" asked Scott.

"I thought they were always to be had." "Yes, but they cost money," sighed Dinah.