“Oh no—you were almost suffocated.”
“Where shall I sleep now? Have they mended my cubicle?”
“You’ll sleep here, dear. All the boys are over here.”
“Was all the dormitory on fire, then?”
“Yes; but thank God every one was saved.”
“Is Langrish all right?”
“Oh yes, all of them are.”
“Will he be game for the High Jump?”
“Surely, surely—but you’re talking too much, sonny.”
“Mother?”