"Wasn't it right, sir ?" "Right and wrong, my lad," he said, whipping out his knife and cutting them free.

"Look here." He took a piece of wet matting--a mere strip--and tied them up again, with his big fingers moving so quickly and cleverly that I wondered.
"There, that's the way.

Looks the same as you did it, eh ?" "Yes," I said, smiling.
"No, it isn't.

You tied yours in front of the stem, with an ugly knot to rub and fret it, and make a sore place when the windows were open.
I've put a neat band round mine, and the knot rests on the stick." "Oh, I see!" I cried.
"Yes, Grant, there's a right way and a wrong way, and somehow the natural way is generally the wrong.

Never saw one tried, but I believe if you took a savage black and told him to get up on a horse, he would go on the wrong side, put his left foot in the stirrup, and throw his right leg over, and come down sitting with his face to the tail.
Breakfast." "What! so soon ?" I said.
"Soon! Why, it's past eight." I was astounded, the time had gone so quickly; and soon after I was saying "good morning" to Mrs Solomon, and partaking of the plain meal.
"Well ?" said Mrs Solomon in her cold impassive way.
Mr Solomon was so busy with a piece of cold bacon and some bread that he did not look up, and Mrs Solomon waited patiently till he raised his head and gave her a nod.
"I am glad," she said, giving a sigh as if she were relieved; and then she turned to me and looked quite pleasantly at me, and taking my cup, refilled it with coffee, and actually smiled.
"Notice the missus ?" said Mr Solomon, as, after a glance at his big silver watch, he had suddenly said "Harpusate," and led the way to the vineries.
"Notice Mrs Brownsmith ?" I said.
"Yes; see anything about her ?" "I thought she looked better this morning than she did last night.