I'll get you some chop suey afterward." "No, thanks!" "All right," he responded and waved a flippant adieu.

"As the barber says, 'The better the advice, the worse it's wasted!' Good-night!" Alice shrugged her shoulders; but a moment or two later, as the jar of the carelessly slammed front door went through the house, she shook her head, reconsidering.

"Perhaps I ought to have gone with him.

It might have kept him away from whatever dreadful people are his friends--at least for one night." "Oh, I'm sure Walter's a GOOD boy," Mrs.Adams said, soothingly; and this was what she almost always said when either her husband or Alice expressed such misgivings.

"He's odd, and he's picked up right queer manners; but that's only because we haven't given him advantages like the other young men.