He has friends there and finds plenty to amuse him, so I go and come, and we get on capitally." "That's a sociable arrangement," said Amy, missing something in Laurie's manner, though she couldn't tell what.
"Why, you see, he hates to travel, and I hate to keep still, so we each suit ourselves, and there is no trouble.

I am often with him, and he enjoys my adventures, while I like to feel that someone is glad to see me when I get back from my wanderings.

Dirty old hole, isn't it ?" he added, with a look of disgust as they drove along the boulevard to the Place Napoleon in the old city.
"The dirt is picturesque, so I don't mind.

The river and the hills are delicious, and these glimpses of the narrow cross streets are my delight.

Now we shall have to wait for that procession to pass.