It's well on to dinner-time, I see.' We took the bridles off and tied up the horses--there was any amount of feed for them--and strolled down to the cottage again.
'Wonder whether Gracey's as nice as she used to be,' says Jim.

'Next to Aileen I used to think she wasn't to be beat.

When I was a little chap I believed you and she must be married for certain.

And old George and Aileen.

I never laid out any one for myself, I remember.' 'The first two don't look like coming off,' I said.