Why, hang it, a fellow needs something of the sort to teach him sense and give him experience.
This thing of hanging around a hotel porch all Summer makes a regular mollycoddle of a fellow.

I'm for revolt!" "Hear! Hear!" cried Perry enthusiastically.

"Revolution! _A bas la_ Summer Resort! _Viva_ Adventure!" "Shut up, idiot! Do you really mean it, Steve, or are you just talking?
If you mean it, I'm with you to the last--um--drop of blood, old chap! I've always wanted to revolt about something, anyway.

One of my ancestors helped throw the English breakfast tea into Boston Harbour.
But I don't want to get all het up about this unless there's really something in it besides jabber." "We start the first day of July," replied Steve decisively.
"Where for ?" "That is the question, friends.

Shall it be by land or sea ?" "Land," said Joe.
"Sea," said Perry.
"The majority rules and I cast my vote with Perry.