_'Arry (to Halfred--taxing his memory)._ I dunno as I was ever 'ere
before--was _you?_
_Halfred (conscientiously)._ Not to remember.
_A Deliberate Old Gentleman, full of suppressed general information (to
his two boys)._ Now, the great thing is not to hurry--we shall find much
deserving of careful study here.
[_Faces of boys lengthen perceptibly._
_An Aunt (to Niece)._ You'd better go first, ELIZA; then you can read it
all out to me as we go along.
_Confused Murmurs_--"Where's Grandma?"--"It _is_ ridiklous to go pushing
like that!"--"Well, the Pit's a joke to this!" &c., &c.