But what I began in play is continuing in earnest." "Yes," he said, looking at me with his easy smile while he dropped a piece of sugar into his coffee-cup.

"Yes; young men are fond of walking into streams without ascertaining the depth on the farther side." "I suppose you were young yourself once ?" retorted I, bringing forward a chair.
"Yes--but I was always fat.

Women always laughed at me behind my back.
And, with a woman half the fun is to let you know her intention as she passes.

I returned the compliment in my sleeve." "I do not see what women have to do in this matter," said I.
"No--but I do.

How is Mademoiselle this morning?
Sit down; have a cup of coffee, and tell me all about her." I sat down, and related to him the events of the past night.