Mr. Drone. "ARE WE?—WE HAVE HEARD NOTHING OF IT."
Boy. "OH, YES—BECAUSE I HEARD PAPA SAY TO MAMMA, THAT THEY HAD SOME TIRESOME PEOPLE COMING, AND THEY MIGHT AS WELL ASK ALL THE BORES AT ONCE."
WELL(?) BROUGHT UP.
First Juvenile. "MAY I HAVE THE PLEASURE OF DANCING WITH YOU, MISS ALICE?"
Second Juvenile. "A, NO—THANKS, I NEVER DANCE WITH YOUNGER SONS!"
REAL ENJOYMENT.
Charley (who is wet through for the ninth time). "OH, MA! WE'VE BEEN SO JOLLY! WE'VE BEEN FILLING ONE ANOTHER'S HAIR WITH SAND AND MAKING BOATS OF OUR BOOTS, AND HAVING SUCH FUN!"