"He'll be all right when he grows up to his skin," laughed Jerry. "Talk about the Magic Skin, he's got enough for a fat man. It took some ingenuity to get it wrinkled up all over him, so he could carry it."
"You unfeeling parents! I hope he hears every word you say, and turns against you in your old age."
"We feel that he is interesting, but not beautiful, don't we, Jane?"
She nodded, smiling.
"I shall repeat this to you at times when you are doting on his looks."
"We'll take your dare, Bobs. Say, Jane, when do you want to see Christiansen? He asked me when he could pay his respects."
"Let him come to-morrow, Jerry, at five."
"'Tis done. Ever see such a model husband, Bobs?"
"I invite you both to come to-morrow at five."
"Let's take her up, Bobs, and watch our Martin pin a rose on handsome Jerry."