Let us try bloodless eviction,--set them quietly out in the street with their trunks; or strategy,--put one of them in bed and hang out the smallpox flag.

Oh, I can get rid of them in a week, if I once set my mind on it." "There is no doubt of that," said Mrs.Oliver meekly.
Polly's brain continued to teem with sinister ideas.
"I shall make Mr.Talbot's bed so that the clothes will come off at the foot every night.

He will remonstrate.

I shall tell him that he kicks them off, and intimate that his conscience troubles him, or he would never be so restless.

He will glare.