Them as gets clean ones is lucky; and them as doesn't, and cannot put up wi' plates that has been used, mun go without.' It seemed to be Philip's luck this night to be pent up in places; for again the space between the benches and the wall was filled up by the in-rush before he had time to make his way out; and all he could do was to sit quiet where he was.

But between the busy heads and over-reaching arms he could see Charley and Sylvia, sitting close together, talking and listening more than eating.

She was in a new strange state of happiness not to be reasoned about, or accounted for, but in a state of more exquisite feeling than she had ever experienced before; when, suddenly lifting her eyes, she caught Philip's face of extreme displeasure.
'Oh,' said she, 'I must go.

There's Philip looking at me so.' 'Philip!' said Kinraid, with a sudden frown upon his face.
'My cousin,' she replied, instinctively comprehending what had flashed into his mind, and anxious to disclaim the suspicion of having a lover.

'Mother told him to see me home, and he's noan one for staying up late.' 'But you needn't go.