Look here now, Dan, why didn't you _take_ little Lill yourself?
Everybody thought you were going to last year." "Didn't want her; knew too much," said Danforth.

"Didn't want to keep her; she's too cursedly extravagant.

It's jolly to have this sort of concern on hand; but I'd rather Seymour'd pay her bills than I." "Who thought you were so practical, Dan ?" "Practical! that I am; I'm an old bird.

Take my advice, boys, now: keep shy of the girls, and flirt with the married ones,--then you don't get roped in." "I say, boys," said Tom Nichols, "isn't she a case, now?
What a head she has! I bet she can smoke equal to any of us." "Yes; I keep her in cigarettes," said Danforth; "she's got a box of them somewhere under her ruffles now." "What if Seymour should find them ?" said Tom.
"Seymour?
pooh! he's a muff and a prig.

I bet you he won't find her out; she's the jolliest little humbugger there is going.