I've only had a cup of tea and a sandwich all this day myself.' 'Only a sandwich ?' sneered Vance.

'I suppose YOU'RE going to complain next.

But you had better take care: I've had all I mean to take; and I can tell you what it is, I mean to dine and to dine well.

Take your signets and sell them.' 'I can't today,' objected Morris; 'it's Sunday.' 'I tell you I'm going to dine!' cried the younger brother.
'But if it's not possible, Johnny ?' pleaded the other.
'You nincompoop!' cried Vance.

'Ain't we householders?
Don't they know us at that hotel where Uncle Parker used to come.