Please send some eggs."
The writer has been carried away by the association of ideas. The singing will not really be so bad as that.
Two conflicting announcements from The Observer:—
"Villa's Victory.
Four Days of Furious Fighting."
"How the Villa were Beaten.
Liverpool's superior Pace."
EXILE.
"And how long," said the lady of the house from behind her rampart of breakfast things, "shall you want to be away?"
"Away?" I said. "Who said anything about being away?"
"Well," she said, "if you want to go to all those annual dinners and things you'll have to go to London, and if you go to London you'll have to be away from here."