"I'm not bilious at all." "You ought to get married," Mr.Schofield returned.

"You ought--" He paused, for Mr.Gilling had jumped again.

"What's the trouble, Joe ?" "Nothing.

I thought perhaps--perhaps you were going to slap me on the back again." "Not this time," Mr.Schofield said, renewing his laughter.

"Well, is dinner about ready ?" he asked, turning to his wife.