"Tea at other people's houses is so much nicer than at home.

Don't you think so, Terror ?" "I always eat more--somehow," said the Terror with a grave smile.
They walked slowly across the common, a protecting twin on either side of Mrs.Dangerfield; and Captain Baster, in the strong facetious vein, enlivened the walk with his delightful humor.

The gallant officer was the very climax of the florid, a stout, high-colored, black-eyed, glossy-haired young man of twenty-eight, with a large tip-tilted nose, neatly rounded off in a little knob forever shiny.

The son of the famous pickle millionaire, he had enjoyed every advantage which great wealth can bestow, and was now enjoying heartily a brave career in a crack regiment.

The crack regiment, cold, phlegmatic, unappreciative, was not enjoying it.