Don't say anything about it out of doors at present; talk it over among yourselves daring the week, and if you think it will work, tell me, and we'll have a regular business meeting to settle preliminaries.

Now suppose we have a game of crambo ?" When the party broke up, Moderns and Classics strolled affectionately across the Green arm in arm, deep in confabulation as to the projected shop.
When they reached the door of Wakefield's, Wally said, "By the way, have any of you chaps lost a football?
There's one kicking about in our room.

Hang outside and I'll chuck it to you out of the window." Which he did.

And the ball proved to be the very one the Moderns had lost a week ago! How curious!.