Will you come to my rooms ?" George hesitated, and then answered,-- "I'd rather not, please.

I'm reading hard, and, besides--" "Besides what ?" "I've no right to expect you to associate with me." "Why _ever_ not ?" "I may as well tell you straight out.

My father is a gamekeeper, and I am a gamekeeper's son." Jim laughed pleasantly.
"Well, really your logic is perfect, but I can't say as much for your sense.

Bless you, man, aren't we all of us lineal descendants of a gardener?
Come along!" "Please excuse me," again faltered George; "you are very kind, but your friends may not thank you for--" "My friends!--oh, yes!" blurted out Jim.

"What on earth business have they to put their noses into my affairs.