I'm not feeling frolicsome.' 'Then, I'll tell the boys and they'll drag you like a badger.' 'Please not, old man.

On my word, I'd sooner be left alone just now.' 'Very good.

Can we send anything in to you?
Fizz, for instance.
Cassavetti is beginning to sing songs of the Sunny South already.' For one minute Dick considered the proposition seriously.
'No, thanks, I've a headache already.' 'Virtuous child.

That's the effect of emotion on the young.

All my congratulations, Dick.