"Good-bye.

You are in one of your outrageous humors this afternoon." "What am I doing ?" he replied.

"I am behaving myself perfectly.

Let us settle about the party before we go." "Good evening, Mr.Lind," said Conolly, coming up to them with the umbrellas.

"This is yours, I think, Mrs.Leith Fairfax." "Good evening," said Marmaduke, subsiding.