Think how we have pined for this simple pleasure, Loftie, and fork out the tin." "My dear Mabel, I must place my interdict on slang." "Nonsense.

When the cat's away.

Oh, don't look shocked! Are we to go ?" "Go! of course we'll go.

Is there no pretty girl who'll come with us?
It's rather slow to have only one's sisters." "Very well, Loftus.

We'll pay you out presently," said Kate.
"And there is a very pretty girl," continued Mabel, "At least Catherine considers her very pretty--only--" her eyes danced with mischief.
"Only what ?" "The mother doesn't like her.