I don't see why you insist on starting in at once in New York?
No one does any law business in the summertime.

Why, I even think the courts are closed.

Come, you'd better go on to Grey-Court with me, and try it, at least.

My mammy will kill the fatted calf for you in great style." "We've settled that once," said Peter, who was evidently speaking journalistically, for he had done the settling.
Watts said something in a half-articulate way, which certainly would have fired the blood of every dime museum-keeper in the country, had they been there to hear the conversation, for, as well as could be gathered from the mumbling, it related to a "pig-headed donkey" known of to the speaker.

"I suppose you'll be backing out of the Pierce affair yet," he added, discontentedly.
"No," said Peter.
"An invitation to Grey-Court is worth two of the Shrubberies.