"We didn't mean to hurt you of course, and we're awfully sorry--aren't we, Robertson ?" Robertson, sheltering behind Meyrick, murmured a deep-voiced assent.
"If we hadn't been beastly drunk we should never have done it," said Meyrick; "but that's no excuse.

How are you?
What does Fanning say ?" They both looked so exceedingly miserable that Radowitz, surveying them with mollified astonishment, suddenly went into a fit of hysterical laughter.

The others watched him in alarm.
"Do sit down, you fellows!--and don't bother!" said Radowitz, as soon as he could speak.

"I gave it to you both as hard as I could in my speech.
And you hit back.

We're quits.