She gave me a good, hearty, vigorous, uncompromising shake.
O precious right hand! never did I properly appreciate your value until that moment.
Going out with my head in the air, and my senses in the seventh heaven, I jostled an elderly gentleman passing before the garden gate.

I turned round to apologize; it was my brother in office, the estimable Treasurer of the Duskydale Institute.
"I have been half over the town looking after you," he said.

"The Managing Committee, on reflection, consider your plan of personally soliciting public attendance at the hall to be compromising the dignity of the Institution, and beg you, therefore, to abandon it." "Very well," said I, "there is no harm done.

Thus far, I have only solicited two persons, Doctor and Miss Dulcifer, in that delightful little cottage there." "You don't mean to say you have asked _them_ to come to the ball!" "To be sure I have.

And I am sorry to say they can't accept the invitation.