I mean--" "The nice kind, like Mrs.Hope and your cousin.

Well, I'm agreed." "I shall go down after the mail to-morrow," remarked Clarence, between the puffs of his pipe.
"So shall I." "All right; come along!" But though the words sounded hearty, the tone rather belied them.

Clarence was a little puzzled by and did not quite like this newborn enthusiasm on the part of his comrade..