England is the only place in the world for me, you know.

I can't bear America." Hippy Wingate gave himself an angry shake, which made all the ornaments on the mantelpiece rattle ominously.
"You must let me introduce you to my young friends, Tom," said Mrs.
Gray, changing the subject quickly.
The introductions having been accomplished, she took his arm and led the way back to dinner.
"Do you think we can stand him for a week ?" whispered David to Grace, as they followed down the hall.
"We'll have to," replied Grace, "or hurt Mrs.Gray's feelings.

But isn't he the limit ?" "Asinine dandy!" hissed Hippy.
"I knew he'd be a Miss Nancy," exclaimed Reddy.
The girls did not express their disappointment, but as the meal progressed the conversation was strained and stupid.
"How did you leave your cousins in England, Tom ?" asked Mrs.Gray, trying to keep the ball rolling and inwardly wishing she had never asked her nephew down.
"Quite well, thank you, aunt," replied Thomas Gray.

"I expect to leave this beastly country and join them very soon." "Indeed ?" answered Mrs.Gray, flushing and with difficulty keeping back the tears of disappointment.

To think a nephew of hers could have turned out like this! "Do you play football ?" demanded Hippy abruptly.
"Really, I don't care for the game," answered Thomas.