But as Von used to say, 'You just watch my smoke!'" "There's no use in discussing it.

Let us have some music." He arose and went over to the big phonograph; but before the disc started, and while he was winding the machine, he heard her saying: "I suppose you've been accustomed to Jane Eyres all your life.

That's why you don't understand me.

Come on, Satan; let's leave him to his old music." He watched her morosely and without intention of speaking, till he saw her take a rifle from the stand, examine the magazine, and start for the door.
"Where are you going ?" he asked peremptorily.
"As between man and woman," she answered, "it would be too terribly--er--indecent for you to tell me why I shouldn't go alligatoring.

Good-night.