There is almost always something to be got out of every thing, and anyway I particularly like parties." "I hate them." "Yes, because you do not care for people.

I like them just because I do care for people, and parties are but people collectively instead of individually, you know." By this time Denham had shot the boat up to the landing, where the hosts of the evening stood ready to receive them.

Dick was in a wild state of boyish hilarity, profiting by the novelty of his exalted position as hero of the evening, boldly to take a kiss from every pretty girl in succession as he swung her to the shore.

"It's my right, to-night, you know, or if it isn't, I'm major now and can make laws for myself," he explained complacently to any expostulatory subject; and Mr.Hardcastle rubbed his soft, plump hands, and added: "Never you mind, never you mind, my dear; every dog must have his day, and this is Dick's day.

And after all it's my son Dick, you know, and that makes it all right.