"Lots of larks there.

You can wear Etons and a topper, and chum in our study--can't he, Joe ?" "Yes, if he likes to do his share of the fagging," said Joe.
"I don't much mind what I do, as long as I get away from this lot." "All serene; come down with us.

We're hanging out at Llandudno for the holidays.

My mater will take you in, I'm certain." "Ah, yes, and by the way," said Joe, once more making a brilliant dive into his classics, "there's a friend of yours, you know, called what's- her-name, only a few doors off.

Isn't there, Magnus ?" "Rather!" said Magnus, who had not a notion what was being referred to.
"You don't mean to say Psyche--" "That's her--the very article; rather a wonner, too.