"It's stale enough this term, without having a chap with a face like a boiled fish gaping at you." "Look here," said I, resolved to be candid as far as I dare.

"I'm in a jolly mess--" "Never knew you out of it.

What's up ?" said Langrish.
"Really though, no larks," said I.

"Tempest's down on me because I went out with Crofter, and Crofter's down on me because I cut him for Tempest.

That's enough to give a chap blues, isn't it ?" "There seems to be a run on Sarah," said Trimble.