"No—most provoking. I mislaid my partner at Paddington, and he hasn't the faintest idea where the dance is."
THE PASSING OF THE LITTER.
It happened only a couple of weeks ago, but the horrible memory comes back to me as if it only happened yesterday. It was my own fault, because with a telephone loose about the place one ought not to encourage other pets.
"Well," I said to Sibyl, "there we are, and we must make the best of them."
Sibyl sniffed as she usually does when these periodical occurences happen in our house.
"Which of them are you going to keep?" she asked, "and is it really necessary to keep any of them?"
"Well," I said; "but——"
"What I mean to say," said Sibyl, "better do away with them when they are quite young. It would be far more humane."
"I am with you up to a point," I said; "I admit they are not a very prepossessing lot."