I sink dear mama
Should be told about dat.”
Dennis (sadly). It might be possible to corrupt the worthy Burgess, but, unless we could arrange for a rainy day, I don’t see that it would do us much good. The Anglo-Saxon doesn’t think much of ten miles.
Steven. No; and the Wycherlys would be so hurt at a guest of theirs having such an accident that they would be doubly sweet to him.
Dennis. What day did he say he would come?
Steven. “Friday, or perhaps sooner.”
George. I suppose the “D. & T.” can’t arrange one of their numerous accidents for that train?
Dennis (crossly). Of course not! Whoever heard of a timely railroad disaster?
George. Oh, for a mishap of some kind!
Steven (springing to his feet and slapping his leg). Fellows, I have an inspiration!