Your conduct is disgraceful and unmanly." "My dear girl!" he remonstrated.

"I may be back in twenty-four--possibly twelve hours." "It is a matter of indifference to me when you return," was the curt reply.

"I have finished." The door was thrown open.
"Your oilskins, sir, and flask," Mills announced, hurrying in, a little breathless.

"You'll forgive my mentioning it, sir, but it scarcely seems a fit night to leave home." "Got to be done this once, Mills," his master replied, struggling into his coat.
The young people from the billiard room suddenly streamed in.

Nora, who was still carrying her cue, gazed at her father in amazement.
"Why, where's Dad going ?" she cried.
"It appears," Philippa explained sarcastically, "that a shoal of whiting has arrived." "Very uncertain fish, whiting," Sir Henry observed, "here to-day and gone to-morrow." "You won't find it too easy getting off to-night, sir," Harrison remarked doubtfully.
"Jimmy will see to that," was the confident reply.