I should have warned you." "Yes, sir--I--did not--I mean--I--" "_C'est une diablesse_--a little devil.

There are others, and worse ones, John.

Good-night." On the stairs the young fellow felt a deepening sense of humiliation and surprise as he became aware of the value of the banister-rail.
Rivers went into the library blaming his want of care, and a little sorry for the lad's evident distress.

"What, not smoking, Grace ?" "No, I have given it up." "But, why ?" "Well, I can't smoke cheap strong tobacco, and I can't afford better stuff." "Then, be at ease, my friend.

The Squire has sent me a large supply.