Then that genial Aberford man again:
“I tell ye t’ gap’s ower wide, young man—ye’ll get lost o’ t’ road——”
“No, the children take her name——”
“Got a match, old fellow?——”
“Rot, my dear chap!——”
“But what is condonation if that isn’t?——”
“Oh, the ordinary brainless Army type——”
“I read it in the German——”
“They gained time by paying in pennies——”
“In Père Lachaise——”