“We shall have such unaccustomed pleasure in these simple surroundings!” notate Mrs. Axweilder.
Mrs. Spiggott replied by looking iced with her eyes.
“I am glad you have came on such an amiable day for a golluf game!” deplore Hon. Spiggott putting on sporty cap.
“Yes. It are going to rain,” say Hon. Axweilder with slump voice.
“That will make it seem more Scottish,” say Boss man cheerly.
“On what vacant lot have you room to play golluf in such a neighborhood?” require Hon. Ax while they depart off looking dangerous with clubs.
“This evening,” Mrs. Spiggott explain to Mrs. Axweilder, “we are determined to give you dinner-party to include Mrs. & Mr. Washington Whack, very charmed people next door.”
“Are they related to the Whacks of Tuxedo?” Mrs. Ax cut up.
“I are not acquainted with their geography,” glub Mrs. Boss.
“Unless from Tuxedo they cannot live,” describe other lady.