I lent it in the dark to a--a Modern chap; and I don't know his name." "Upon my honour, Joey, you are a-- Well, it's no good saying what you are.

I hope you'll see your money again, that's all." Fisher minor groaned.
"Would you ever mind lending me half-a-crown for the clubs, just this once ?" he pleaded.
"Very convenient arrangement.

I suppose I shall have to.

At least I'll mark you as paid; and if you've not got back what you've lent your friend before I have to shell out, I shall have to pay it for you." "Thanks, Tom; you're an awful brick," said the younger brother, brightening up rapidly.

"I say, I wish I could be your fag.