He's to his dinner, and doan't like to be disturbed.

But come this way, an I'll tell him you are here.' "'Who's that you are speaking to, Mrs.Jolly ?' cried my worthy old friend as we passed the dining-room door, through which the footmen were carrying an excellent dinner to table.
"'Only Mr.Philip, sir.' "'Mr.Philip!' and the next moment, the old man came out and grasped me warmly by the hand.

'Why, lad, what brings you back to school so soon--tired of play already, hey ?' "'No, sir.

I fear play will soon tire of me.

I am to go to school no more.' "'Sorry to hear that, Phil.