"No."
"Who is she?"
"Let us drink her health again," said one, getting thirsty, and fearing in the excitement the bottle would not be passed.
"Tell us all about her," cried another.
"Gentlemen," said I seriously when the noise had slightly abated, "you know I am a deuced good fellow."
"Hear! hear!" they cried.
"That you are!" said Percy.
"Well, I am going to get a deuced good wife."
"Congratulate you, old fellow!"
"Do you think of going up in a balloon for a wedding-trip?"