"It's awfully rough, don't you know." "Perhaps you prefer baseball ?" suggested Grace.
"No," continued the young man, "I can't say I do.

The truth is, I don't like outdoor games at all." "What do you like, then ?" demanded Nora, giving him a glance of ineffable scorn.
"I like afternoon tea," he answered, "and bridge." Reddy almost groaned aloud, but he remembered his manners and choked his outburst of disgust.
"It is a pity," said Tom's aunt, turning her nearsighted blue eyes on him in amazement and displeasure.

"Our Oakdale boys are all athletes.
Even David here, the scholar and inventor, I'll venture to say, knows football and baseball as well as his friends." "I'm not much of an inventor, Mrs.Gray," protested David.

"You know my airship tumbled down before it got half way across the gym.

But I shall never lose hope." "Ah, airships ?" exclaimed Thomas Gray, and deliberately taking a monocle from his pocket, he stuck it in his eye and stared at David, who choked and sputtered in his glass of water, while Hippy dropped a fork that fell on his plate with a great clatter.
Mrs.Gray raised her lorgnette and looked at her nephew.
"Thomas," she said sternly, "don't wear that thing here.