H-rt-ngt-n. "WELL—ER—FACT IS—I'M WAITING TO SEE IF MY PARTY'S COMING UP!!"
Scene—The Moors. A Shooting Party at Lunch.
Sm-th (throwing himself down). Oh! I am so tired!
B-lf-r (stretching himself languidly). So am I!
Sm-th. Oh, you are always tired, aren't you? Look so, anyhow. Haven't been exerting yourself much, so far as I have seen, up to now.
B-lf-r. My dear fellow, you have yet to learn that hurry is not pace, and that fuss is not business.
S-l-sb-ry. Well, boys, don't squabble, but lunch. We've all done pretty badly, up to now, and unless we do better before sundown,—— [Sighs and sips.
Sm-th (sorrowfully). Yes, that's very true.—— [Sips and sighs.