Speed Is The Curse Of The Age.

Oh, 'tis Not My Qualities They Object To! 'tis My Lack Of Vice.

She Succumbed To The Eternal Feminine Passion For Bargains.

You Know What I Think? Fate! That's What It Is Fate! There's A Thing That Comes After A Fellow:got A Name,but I Forgot What It Is. Creeps Up Behind Him, And Puts Him In The Basket When He Ain't Expecting It.

I Wish You Did Return My Regard," He Said. "more Than I Have Ever Wished Anything In My Life! Perhaps You May Yet Learn To Do So: I Should Warn You That I Don't Easily Despair!

I Am Relieved. May I Now Have The Truth?