"What in the name of folly did you drag her off in that style for?
A pretty-looking girl you are, Flora, I must say!" "But the fire!" I gasped.
"Was all out in less than a minute.

A lamp exploded, but fortunately set fire to nothing else.

I never saw anything more utterly ridiculous than you dragging my sister off through that crowd, and me sitting still and laughing at you.

I don't know whether to look on you as a hero or a fool, Mr.Flutter." "Look on me as a blunderer," I said meekly.
But the revulsion of feeling was too great; I felt myself turning sick and faint, and when I knew anything again I was home in bed.

And now I owe Miss Flora a new bonnet as well as a little dog..