I'm going to be the lever by which you are to be rolled uphill again." He smiled grimly.

"If any one could do that--well, here we are;" and we entered the chop house and took a table in one of the side rooms.
"Woods," he said to the waiter, "chops for two, chipped potatoes, and fill up those steins of mine with ale.

That will be all.

I brought those steins from across, Jack; you'll go crazy over them, for they are beauties." A college-bred bachelor, nine times out of ten, has a mania for collecting pipes or steins, or both.

Dan and I had been affected this way.