Mrs. Somers: "You ought to have thought of the milk of human kindness, and spared my cream-jug too."
Campbell: "You didn't pour out your compassion soon enough."
Bemis, who has been sipping his tea in silent admiration: "Are you often able to keep it up in that way? I was fancying myself at the theatre."
Mrs. Somers: "Oh, don't encore us! Mr. Campbell would keep saying his things over indefinitely."
Campbell, presenting his cup: "Another lump. It's turned bitter. Two!"
Bemis: "Ha, ha, ha! Very good—very good indeed!"
Campbell: "Thank you kindly, Mr. Bemis."
Mrs. Somers, greeting the new arrivals, and leaning forward to shake hands with them as they come up, without rising: "Mrs. Roberts! How very good of you! And Mr. Roberts!"