Anyway, the night air is very beneficial." "Could you eat anything if you had it, Amy ?" "Shut up, for the love of Mike! I could eat a kitchen range.

Clint, did I cast any aspersions awhile ago on cold lamb ?" "Uh-huh," said the other faintly.
"I was afraid so.

I wish I hadn't now.

A great, big platter of cold lamb would--would--Oh, say, I could love it to death! Gee, but I'm tired! And sleepy, too.

Aren't you ?" Clint's response was a long, contented snore.