And it takes a few ducats to keep Mal going.

He's no Uncle Russell when it comes to putting by for the rainy day." "Well, on the whole, I'm rather sorry for--the other party.

Mal is a good enough fellow, and he certainly is a game sport; but--" They moved on, and Captain Elisha heard no more.

But what he had heard was quite sufficient.

He sat through the remainder of the opera in silence and answered all his friend's questions and remarks curtly and absently.
As they stepped into the trolley Pearson bought an evening paper, not the _Planet_, but a dignified sheet which shunned sensationalism and devoted much space to the doings of the safe, sane, and ultra-respectable element.