“Oh, you are a great deal too particular,” remarked the Rhymester crossly.
“Waste of money, I call it,” said the Rhymester, sniffing contemptuously.
“Oh, one was, ‘You are requested not to put your feet on the cushions,’” said the Rhymester.
The young gentleman who is a rhymester himself, grows interested.
Dobbs exploded in a paroxysm of laughter and coughing over his own ...