And I'm going to write Frank a good long letter all by myself.

Come along, father, we must be going.

Lord Talgarth isn't well, and we mustn't keep him up." (IV) When the last game of billiards had been played, and whisky had been drunk, and Archie had taken up his candle, Dick stood still, with his own in his hand.
"Aren't you coming ?" said Archie.
Dick paused.
"I think I'll smoke one more cigarette on the terrace," he said.

"It's a heavenly night, and I want to get the taste of the train out of my mouth." "All right, then.

Lock up, will you, when you come in?
I'm off." It was, indeed, a heavenly night.