"Do your bones ache?"
"You know what I mean. Shall I give you a sample of what I am to do?"
"If you get through by the time the supper bell rings. My walk has made me tremendously hungry."
"The part of the landlord is not a long one—in fact it contains but six speeches each about thirty words in length. At first I come into the parlor where the guests have arrived. I make a low bow and turn to the gentleman and say: 'What, it is my father's friend, Roger Brockbury, as I live! Thrice welcome to the Lion Inn, sir. And what is the matter with the lady, sir?'"
As Palmer began to recite he strutted around in grand style, ending by elevating his eyebrows, clenching his fists and throwing his head so far back that he nearly lost his balance.
"Is that what you have to say?" questioned Robert, who could scarcely keep from laughing outright.
"Yes. How do you like it?"
"You'll certainly make them take notice of you?"
"I knew you would say that. Why, Robert, it won't be a month before I'm the star of the combination."
"You have my best wishes."