"Did the big glasses come for the liqueur--and the little ones will set inside without tipping?
Then take the cigars to the den--you'll have to get some cigarettes for Mr.Provin.Keep up the fire.

Light the candles in ten minutes.

I say, how jolly the table looks." "Yes, sir," returned Rollo, "an' the candles 'll make a great difference, sir.

Candles do give out an air, sir." One month of service had accustomed St.George to his valet's gift of the Articulate Simplicity.

Rollo's thoughts were doubtless contrived in the cuticle and knew no deeper operance; but he always uttered his impressions with, under his mask, an air of keen and seasoned personal observation.