"If you're still to be a friend of mine we'll dance at the Plaza to-morrow night--and well into the Sabbath." "The principal of a public school--dancing on the Sabbath.

Suppose one of my friends should see us there." "Your friends," he replied with a fine contempt, "do not dance in the Plaza Grill.

I'm the only roisterer you know." "All right," she conceded grudgingly, "I'll roister.

Come and get me.

But I'd much prefer when the play is done to come home and have milk and crackers here." "Deborah," he said cheerfully, "for a radical school reformer you're the most conservative woman I know.".