"Nothing," the young lady replied, eagerly.

"Take me to the theatre, there's a dear." "Righto!" he declared.

"I expect I can manage it." Miss Maud waltzed playfully around the room, her hands above her head.
She put her head out of the door and called into the bar.
"Milly, Mr.Burton's taking me to the theatre to-night.

Why don't you get Mr.Waddington to come along?
We can both get a night off if you make up to the governor for a bit." "I'll try," was the eager reply,--"that is, if Mr.Waddington's agreeable." Maud came back to her place by the piano.

She was a plump young lady with a pink and white complexion, which suffered slightly from lack of exercise and fresh air and over-use of powder.