"Very much so, Bob."
"And I dearly love a cheeky boy. Scatter a handful of coins among them, and see that there be one or two yellow ones in the lot."
"What nonsense!" cried Archie; "what extravagant folly, Bob!"
"All right," said Bob quietly. "I've no money, but——" He pulled out his splendid gold hunter.
"What are you going to do?"
"Why, let them scramble for the watch."
"No, no, Bob; I'll throw the coins."
"You have to," said Bob, sitting down, laughing.
The dinner, and the dance afterwards, were completely successful. There was no over-crowding, and no stuckupness, as Bob called it. Everybody did what he pleased, and all were as happy and jolly as the night was long.
Bob did not go away on any particular honeymoon. He told Sarah they would have their honeymoon out when they went to the Bush.