I climbed a mountain with him once.

He makes you forget all your other troubles; that is the only thing he is good for." "But who is Johnson ?" she demanded.

"Why, that's Johnson," I explained--"the thing you've brought over.

Why on earth didn't you leave it alone?
Where's your woman's instinct ?" "Great heavens!" she cried, "I thought it was Tompkins.

I've invited him, and he's accepted." She was a stickler for politeness, and would not hear of his being told that he had been mistaken for an agreeable man, but that the error, most fortunately, had been discovered in time.