"It is also her duty to pour oil on troubled waters and strew flowers along the connubial highway, so long as her kind offices are not resented.

By the way, Roxbury, I am now about to preserve you from bitter reproaches.

You have forgotten to order coffee and rolls for your wife." "Great Scott! So I have! It's nine o'clock." He ordered the coffee and rolls to be sent in at once.

"I hope she hasn't starved to death." "My dear Roxbury," she said sternly, "I must take you under my wing.

You have much to accomplish in the next twenty-four hours, not the least of your duties being the subjugation of Tootles and Raggles.