"Were you really so very well brought up?" said the Kitten, with her head on one side. "Do you know, I should never have thought it."
Magnus rose to his feet, and doffed his cap profoundly.
"Now you've done it, Puss," said Miss Saucy.
"Why, I don't see how," said the Kitten. "I hate well-brought-up people; that's why I spoke."
"Better hate Kin as fast as you can, then," said Chappy from the boat, "so's there'll be a chance for some of the rest of us. Why, he don't sleep in chapel more than every other Sunday."
"How can he help going to sleep, poor boy?" said Miss Saucy. "Such sermons!"
"Well, come now," said another cadet, "that last sermon wasn't half bad. And not more than twice as long as was necessary."
"Yes, but for these times!" quoth Miss Saucy. "Why, it was just like saying 'Be good,' don't you know?"
"Hard upon the times, wasn't it?" said Magnus.
"Well, row on," said the Kitten with a deep sigh. "I see by his face nothing I can say will do any good. But it is such a pity! I never guessed he was that sort. A new fad, isn't it?" she said in a loud aside, as the oars dipped and rose. "Good-bye, Mr. Kindred! I hope your meditations will be very profitable."