'The weakest goes to the wall.

Science, Morris, science.' Morris could think of no reply, and for an appreciable interval silence reigned.

But two glasses of the still champagne produced a rapid change in Michael.
'There's a want of vivacity about you, Morris,' he observed.

'You may be deep; but I'll be hanged if you're vivacious!' 'What makes you think me deep ?' asked Morris with an air of pleased simplicity.
'Because you won't compromise,' said the lawyer.

'You're deep dog, Morris, very deep dog, not t' compromise--remarkable deep dog.