Then he gathered himself and made a spring at the new-comer. As a result
he ran his face into a big fist at the end of a long, straight,
stiffened left-arm. At the other end of that arm were a hundred and
ninety pounds of hard-trained muscle. As he staggered back from this
concussion, he got the hundred and ninety pounds again, concentrated in
a right hander on his fifth rib. That doubled him up, and then it was
River's turn to rush. He knew enough not to close, for the brute, though
practically knocked out, could still use his teeth if he got a chance.
Holding him up by the throat with his left hand, with his right Rivers
pounded the ruffian on the jaw, then threw him senseless on the ground.
"There, that will do. He'll come to after awhile," he remarked, "but he
will do no more mischief at present. You chivalrous little jackass," he
continued, turning to Gray, who was wiping the blood from his face, "I
saw you throw away your stick when we first caught sight of you. It's
lucky you weren't killed. Of course you couldn't help fighting under
these circumstances, but if you ever get caught with a beast like that
again, don't ever try fair prize-ring methods with him. It is only in
books that the nice young man thrashes two or three toughs bigger than
himself in a square fight. These chaps know how to fight just as well as
you; what is more, they know how to fight foul, and always do if they
get a chance. Just remember, now, if you ever have to tackle this kind
of cattle again, cut him right over with your stick. Paste him under the
ear for keeps."
"If this isn't just my luck!" said Gray, looking ruefully at the blood
on his handkerchief. "Here have I been longing and praying for this sort
of an opportunity, and when it comes, by Jove, I get a thundering
licking and another fellow comes along and saves me and the girl both.
Hang it, Charlie, I could have held on to him until she got away."
"Too bad," laughed Rivers, "I beg your pardon. I didn't think. I ought
to have let you get killed or gouged for her and glory, oughtn't I?
Come, cheer up, old man, you did a great deal more than I, and deserve
all the favors. Let's go back and see her."
They walked back to Holworthy and the fair _casus belli_. The latter had
paused in her flight on the arrival of the reinforcements, and with
natural curiosity and anxiety had watched the fray from a distance. As
her rescued rescuer and his rescuer came up, she held out her hand to
Rivers, and uttered her gratitude in nervous broken sentences.
She expressed much sympathy for Gray.
SERIOUS SITUATIONS IN BURLEIGH'S ROOM.[1]
[Footnote 1: This farce is printed by the kind permission of the Hasty
Pudding Club for which it was originally written.]
SCENE:--Room of Hudson, Burleigh, and Co. (Co. being Topsy, the
terrier).
Burleigh seated in easy chair, legs stretched towards fire, back to
table, dog in lap, reading and smoking long pipe.
_Hudson_ [_from his bedroom_]. Oh, Ned!
_Burleigh._ Hullo?
_Hud._ Aren't you going to the Assembly to-night?
[_Enter Hudson from bedroom putting on evening coat._]
_Burl._ [_without looking up_]. Did you ever know me to go to more than
one Harvard Assembly? Don't ask foolish questions.
_Hud._ Well, don't you be such a lazy lummox. [_Going to
looking-glass._] Really, Ned, you ought to go out more among decent
people.
_Burl._ Yes. I have such a good time when I do. At the last and only
party in Boston to which I ever went, I knew just one girl, and spilled
ice-cream on her dress. After holding up the wall for an hour and a
half, and finding it impossible to get you or any one else to come back
to Cambridge with me, I started home alone in Riley's cab. Mr. Riley
felt in a sporting mood as usual, and insisted on racing an electric
car. We broke down at Central Square. It was snowing hard and the walk
home in patent leathers was lovely. When I got home, of course, I found
that my keys were chained to my other trousers, and I busted the bags I
had on in climbing through the ventilator over the door. I dropped on
the rocking-chair and the pup both at once, and then found there was
nothing to drink in the book-case. Oh, I enjoyed the last Assembly
thoroughly. I think it would be fun to go again. Ugh!
_Hud._ Very few ever go to a party for pleasure, my dear boy. It is a
duty that you owe to yourself. If you never go to balls, you will never
know how to behave in a ballroom. When you have learned to do that, why
then you needn't go to balls.
_Burl._ That is logical.
_Hud._ It is also a duty that you owe society.
_Burl._ Society can have my share of the supper, and call it square.
_Hud._ Well, now look here, Ned, I want you to go in to the Assembly
to-night for a particular reason, besides your own civilization.
_Burl._ I won't go. What is your reason?
_Hud._ My mother and sister have come on to Boston and are going to be
at the ball to-night, and I want you to meet them.
_Burl._ Why didn't you say that in the first place? But, Steve, aren't
you going to have them out here pretty soon? I can meet them then.
_Hud._ [_emphatically_]. No, sir. Not if I know it, until I can be sure
of keeping out all the duns and sporting gentry who are apt to call
unexpectedly. Numerous acquaintances, whom I do not care to have my good
mother meet, might drop in to a little five o'clock tea. I shall
probably get my quarter's allowance before long, and then I can chain up
the Furies for a while, and have my family out here with an easy mind.
That bull mick Shreedy is gunning for me just at present, and if my
mother knew I owed money to a prize-fighter she would never get over it.
_Burl._ Well, won't it do if I go in to-morrow and call?
_Hud._ No, I promised them that you would be there to-night, and they
will be awfully disappointed if you're not. They are naturally anxious
to know my chum as soon as possible.
_Burl._ Then they will be awfully disappointed if I _am_ there. You know
perfectly well, when I talk to a girl at a party, what a painful ordeal
it is for both of us. You ought not to spring me on your sister under
such conditions. It's unfair to me and a poor joke on her.
_Hud._ Oh, don't be such a bashful ass. You can do well enough if you
try. My sister knows that you hate parties, and will appreciate your
coming. Now, do promise me, there is a good fellow.
_Burl._ Well, I suppose I shall have to. But, Steve, I haven't time to
dress for this thing to-night.
_Hud._ Nonsense. You have plenty of time to dress. How long does that
operation generally take you?
_Burl._ Three quarters of an hour to dress, and an hour and three
quarters to tie my cravat. I think I shall have to get one of those nice
store cravats that come all tied, and strap on with a buckle.
_Hud._ Yes, get a pretty satin one with pink rose-buds on it. Oh, I
shouldn't be surprised to see you turn up in anything. [_Putting on hat
and overcoat._] I tell you what it is, Ned, if you continue to shun all
feminine society you will soon become an unmitigated boor.
_Burl._ I am at college, thanks, and prefer it. I shall have plenty of
time to take up feminine society, as you call it, after I graduate.
_Hud._ You will be a cub, and society won't take _you_ up. Now, old man,
it is awfully good of you to come in on my account to-night, so don't
back out,--and make yourself look as much like a gentleman as you can.
Come in as early as possible. [_Exit Hudson._]
_Burl._ [_sol._]. Why the deuce does a fellow want to go chasing into
Boston, when he has only four years of this sort of thing. Steve does
not half appreciate college. However, I suppose if his family [_Taking
photograph from table_] is going to be there, I ought to go in. It is
only decent. [_To photograph._] So, Miss Hudson, you and I are going to
meet, eh? Oh, what a fool you will think me! Now, if I could only look
at you without trying to talk. Steve is right, though; I ought to cure
myself of this fool shyness and awkwardness before the other sex, or I
deserve to be called an ill-bred cub.
[_Knock at hall door._]
Come in! [_Puts down photograph hastily._]
[_Enter Jack Randolph in long coat and rubber boots._]
_Randolph._ Hullo, Ned! Did I leave my umbrella in here the other day?
_Burl._ It is a pretty good one, isn't it? No, I guess I haven't seen
it.
_Rand._ [_Taking a cross-handled umbrella from beside fireplace._] Lucky
you haven't.
_Burl._ Oh, while I think of it, here is that X I owe you [_pulling bill
out of pocket_].
_Rand._ Good man! Marvellous memory! Remembered the wrong end of a debt.
I am glad you did, for I am devilish hard up just at present. [_Taking
cigar from mantel-piece._]
_Burl._ So is everybody at this time of year. This is a great sacrifice
on my part.
_Rand._ Don't give it to me now. Keep it until to-morrow, won't you?
[_Lights cigar._]
_Burl._ Better take it while you can get it. I shall have spent it next
time we meet. Why don't you want it now?
_Rand._ Well, I will take it, just to relieve you. I haven't anything on
but this ulster, which is not a good thing to put money in. You see, I
am going round to a dress rehearsal at the Pudding.
_Burl._ Oh, that is why you are all bundled up on this clear night. Let
us see your dress.
_Rand._ No, you will see it soon enough at the show to-morrow night.
Where is Steve?
_Burl._ Gone in town to trip in the mazy.
_Rand._ The habitual dude! Oh, of course, the first Harvard Assembly
comes off to-night. If it was not for this rehearsal I would go in and
do the butterfly myself. What would hire you to go there, Charlie?
_Burl._ Give me back that ten dollars and I will go.
_Rand._ I don't believe you would; but I'd give you the ten dollars if I
could be there to see you.
_Burl._ Well, if it will please you to know it, I _am_ going in.
_Rand._ What! You going to a party! What has happened?
_Burl._ [_with dignity_]. Nothing. It is a duty that I owe to myself and
society. If a man never goes to balls he will never know how to behave
in a ballroom.
_Rand._ [_with derisive laughter_]. That is pretty good from you. Steve
has evidently been giving you a lecture. Come now, Ned, choke that off
and tell me honestly what is up.
_Burl._ Nothing, I tell you. If a man shuns all polite society, he will
become an unmitigated boor.
_Rand._ If you don't drop that second-hand stuff of Hudson's, and tell
me who the girl is, by Jove, I'll tell every man in college about it,
and it shall be a very amusing story before I get through with it, I
promise you.
_Burl._ Well, you see--er--Steve's mother is going to be there and he
wants me to meet her.
_Rand._ Oho! That is it, is it? Steve's _mother_ is going to be there.
Ha-ha-ha, that is pretty weak, old fox. I suppose, of course, there is
no chance of _Miss_ Hudson being there too. Well, if she is half as
pretty as her photograph, I don't blame you for going in. Egad, though,
Ned, I would like to see you talking to her.
_Burl._ I have no doubt you would, sweet me child, but you won't. That
is just where the best point of this funny joke comes in. While I am
talking to Miss Hudson, you will be out here, at the rehearsal, getting
sworn at. "Go over that chorus again." "Randolph, you're out of step."
_Rand._ Damn the rehearsal. Never mind, Miss Hudson will probably be on
here for some time, and I shall get another chance of meeting her. When
I do, I will make a particular point of cutting you out. You won't be in
it, even if you are her brother's chum.
_Burl._ [_getting up_]. You are talking too much. Come now, run along. I
have got to dress.
_Rand._ I wish I had time to watch you do it. I don't believe you have
put on a claw-hammer coat since you've been up here, except for club
dinners.
_Burl._ Oh, go round to your rehearsal. You will be late.
_Rand._ [_going to hall door_]. If it doesn't begin on time, I'll come
back here and help you untangle your neck-tie. Don't make yourself too
pretty. Leave me some chance with Miss H. [_Exit._]
_Burl._ Jack is too fresh to-night. Come, pup. [_Picks up Topsy and
exits into bedroom._]
[_Enter a certain Prof. Shreedy (unattached to the University.) He
softly closes door after him, and knocks on inside_].
_Burl._ [_from bedroom_]. Come in.
_Shreedy_ [_aside_]. I will. [_Calls_] Is Mr. Hudson in, I dunno?
_Burl._ [_putting his head out of his bedroom_]. Hullo, is that you,
Shreedy? No, Mr. Hudson is not in, and he won't take any sparring lesson
to-night any way.
_Shreedy_. Well, I just come to see him about a little matter of
business, see? Maybe you might----
_Burl._ No I mightn't. There is not a dollar in the firm, Shreedy,
anywhere. Hudson has gone in town. I can't give you a cent, and if you
don't get out of here pretty quickly, I may have to borrow a car fare
from you. Call again next week. Good evening, and get out. [_Slams
door._]
_Shr._ Ain't he getting pretty flip? The lippy dude! Maybe he thinks he
can put me off that way. Hudson gone in town, ah, rats! What an old gag.
I'll wait round awhile, 'cause I got to have that money to-night. I'll
lay for him in this other room, that's what I'll do, and nab him when he
comes in. [_Helps himself to two or three cigars and goes into Hudson's
bedroom._]
[_A soft knock on door, then enter Mrs. and Miss Hudson._]
_Mrs. Hudson._ Well, this is strange, I should think Steve would have
taken more care to meet us here.
_Miss Hudson._ Perhaps he has just gone out for a minute.
_Mrs. H._ He ought to have been on the lookout for the carriage, and not
compelled us to come up here after waiting twenty minutes at the door.
_Miss. H._ He may not have received your telegram.
_Mrs. H._ And has gone in town to meet us there? Good gracious! I hope
not. Well, we will wait a little while and see. But it is rather awkward
for two ladies to be visiting a college room in the evening in this way,
even if I am the mother of the occupant.
_Miss H._ I think it is lots of fun. What a jolly room he has. I wish I
were a boy.
_Mrs. H._ Under the present circumstances, my dear, I wish so too. He
_has_ arranged his room pretty well for a man.
_Miss H._ Now, let us look at all his things. We will begin with the
mantel-piece.
[_They both turn toward mantel, backs to room._]
[_Enter Burleigh from his bedroom in evening trousers, no coat or
waistcoat, and four or five white cravats in his hand. Without seeing
the visitors, he crosses the room to the looking-glass, which hangs on
the wall opposite the fireplace, where the visitors are standing._]
_Burl._ [_to himself_]. Now for the great agony. Oh, life is very short
for this sort of thing. If Steve's family could only see me tying my
cravat, they would realize what devotion--[_Suddenly sees women in the
glass and starts._] Good Lord! [_Turns head slowly and looks at Mrs. and
Miss H. whose backs are still turned._] Oh, what in Heaven's name shall
I do? I can't get back to my room. Ha! the screen! [_Dives behind a tall
screen near the glass._]
_Miss H._ Look at all these pipes! And what a horrid smell of tobacco!
_Mrs. H._ I see that Steve's chum, Mr. Burleigh, smokes.
_Burl._ [_aside over screen_]. And Jack Randolph just made the horrid
smell with one of Steve's weeds.
_Miss H._ [_finding on the mantel-piece a champagne bottle marked "aetat
21"_]. Oh, look at this!
_Burl._ [_aside over screen_]. Now she has got hold of the memento of
Steve's birthday. What next?
_Mrs. H._ [_putting on glasses and taking bottle_]. Hm! I suppose that
Mr. Burleigh also drinks. I hope my son does all in his power to
restrain his comrade.
_Miss H._ I am so glad we are going to see the great Ned Burleigh at
last. Steve says he is so interesting--such a _funny_ old bird.
_Burl._ [_aside_]. Damn him!
_Mrs. H._ I wonder where they are. One of them must be around, for they
would not both go away, and leave their light burning. We cannot wait
much longer.
[_Enter Hudson, hurriedly._]
_Hud._ Forgot my gloves, of course, and had to come back. Hullo, mother!
why, how did you two get here?
_Mrs. H._ Didn't you get my telegram?
_Hud._ Telegram? No, I suppose the boy will leave it, on his way to
breakfast, in the morning.
_Mrs. H._ We had to come out to Cambridge to a dinner at Prof.
Fullaloves, and thought we would stop on the way back with the carriage,
and take you boys into the Assembly. I telegraphed you this afternoon.
_Hud._ Well, it is lucky I came back. Have you been here long? Have you
seen Ned Burleigh?
_Miss H._ Your chum? No.
_Hud._ That is good. He must have started in. If you had dropped in on
Ned all alone here, he would have had twenty Dutch fits.
_Miss H._ Now, Steve, before we go, you must show us all your things.
[_Picking up photographs from mantel-piece_] Why, who are these?
_Hud._ Those, er--oh--ah--those--yes. Those are some of my chum's
relations. [_Aside_] Ned will forgive me for the emergency.
_Burl._ [_aside over screen_]. Well, I'll be----
_Mrs. H._ I thought those were not yours, dear.
_Miss H._ They are all in costume, aren't they.
_Hud._ Yes, yes, private theatricals, you know. The Burleighs are all
great on private theatricals.
[_Enter Prof. Shreedy from Hudson's bedroom._]
_Shr._ [_aside_]. Begob, I have him now.
[_Aside to Hud._] Mr. Hudson!
_Hud._ [_turning_]. What! The devil! Shreedy! What do you want here?
[_Takes him down to front._]
_Shr._ A little matter of business. Look here, cully, I want dat ten
dollars you owe me for sparrin', dat's what I want. Better let me have
it and not make a fuss before de ladies, see?
_Burl._ [_aside, over screen_]. Hurray, bind on Steve. Serves him right.
_Hud._ I haven't ten dollars, Shreedy. I haven't a cent. Now, do clear
out, and I'll see you some other time about it.
_Shr._ Naw, some other time won't do.
_Hud._ I can't talk to you now before my family. It is bad enough to
have them see you round here at all.
_Shr._ Dat's all right. Tell 'em I'm your chum. Just watch me do the
nobby. [_Smirks and waves his hat at ladies._]
_Hud._ [_aside_]. Oh, this is awful!
_Mrs. H._ Stephen, who is this person?
_Hud._ [_aside_]. There is no other way out of it. I can explain later
[_aloud_.] This, mother, is my dear old chum, Edward Burleigh.
_Burl._ [_aside over screen_]. By gad!
_Mrs. H._ Ah, indeed, I am delighted to meet you, sir. I feel that we
are old friends, already, Mr. Burleigh. I have heard so much of you.
_Shr._ Oh, yes, me and Steve is great chums, ain't we, Steve, old boy?
[_slaps Hudson on the back._] [_To Hud._] Put me on to de young one.
_Miss H._ [_aside to Mrs. H._]. Oh, Mamma, he is awful. How could Steve
choose such a man to room with!
_Mrs. H._ Steve always said he was awkward with ladies, you know.
Perhaps he will improve on acquaintance.
_Shr._ [_to Miss H._]. Pleased to meet you, ma'am. How is the state of
your health? 'T ain't often we see such a daisy out here, is it Steve?
[_To Hud._] Oh, I can say perlite things to a lady. You needn't be
afraid, I won't disgrace yer!
_Hud._ [_aside_]. How long will this last?
_Mrs. H._ [_to Hud._]. Well, my son, I must say, your chum seems hardly
the retiring, bashful young man you have always represented him to be.
_Hud._ Oh, he is, he is. That's--er--that is just what is the matter.
His shyness takes this form, you see. He is really awfully embarrassed,
and--er--tries to pass it off in this way.
_Mrs. H._ Curious forms of shyness.
_Hud._ Yes, very. It will pass off soon, and you will like him better
when the ice is broken.
_Shr._ [_to Miss H._]. Ain't that a nobby dress you got on!
_Mrs. H._ I should think the ice was at least badly cracked already.
_Hud._ [_aside_]. I must get them out of here. [_Aloud_.] Come, do let
us start for the Assembly.
_Mrs. H._ Well, dear, we have an extra seat in the carriage, and if Mr.
Burleigh would like to come, we will wait for him to dress. [_To
Shreedy_] Won't you come with us, Mr. Burleigh?
_Hud._ [_breaking in_]. No--no--no! Ned never cares----
_Shr._ Why, sure. I'd be tickled to death. I am wid you easy. Let's go
right away.
_Miss H._ Don't you want to dress?
_Shr._ What will I dress for? Begob, I can dance just the way I am as
well as the next man. Wait till you see me take de flure. Oh, I'm a
dandy on me toes [_illustrates by a few steps_].
_Hud._ [_aside_]. Oh, this is too much. I shall have to tell the truth.
[_Knock on door._]
There!! _Come in!_
[_Enter Randolph, still in his ulster, with the umbrella and smoking the
cigar._]
_Rand._ Well, Ned, how is----. Oh, I beg pardon! [_Starts to back out;
Hudson rushes across and seizes him._]
_Hud._ Randolph! Thank Heaven! Come here. [_Takes him aside._] Jack,
have you any money with you? As you love me, Jack, let me have it.
_Rand._ What the deuce is the matter? I have ten dollars in this coat,
but I need it.
_Hud._ Oh, kind Providence has taken care of its own! Let me have it, I
tell you. [_Randolph gives him the ten-dollar bill. Hudson rushes to
Shreedy._]
_Rand._ Here is a nice position. Is Steve crazy?
_Hud._ [_aside to Shr._]. Here, you damned blackmailer. Here's your
money. Now get out, and don't let me see you here again.
_Shr._ Well, I should have enjoyed the party, but I need the money, so
I'll go. [_To the others_] Ladies, I'm very sorry, but I find I have a
sudden engagement, so I can't keep company wid you to de ball to-night.
I'm all broke up about it, but I hope I'll see you again. Be good to
yourselves. Good-by. Good-by, Hudson, ta-ta.
[_Exit Prof. Shreedy._]
_Mrs. H._ Why, Steve, what is the matter?
_Hud._ I will explain to you some other time. Let me present Mr.
Randolph, mother, and my sister. Mr. Randolph is one of my best friends.
I _owe_ him a great deal. Are you going in to the Assembly, Jack?
_Rand._ [_decidedly embarrassed_]. No, I can't. There is a dress
rehearsal at the Pud; a _dress_ rehearsal, you know, and I must go right
round to it now. I just came in for a moment. If you will excuse----
_Hud._ Oh, nonsense! Stay a little while. Take your coat off.
_Rand._ [_aside to Hud._] Shut up, you jackass!
_Miss H._ [_looking at Randolph's rubber boots_]. Is it raining, Mr.
Randolph?
_Rand._ [_uneasily_]. No, no, not yet, no, but it looks like rain.
_Miss H._ Why, the stars were all out beautifully a moment ago.
_Rand._ Yes--er--they--er--the stars? [_With a noble effort_] Ah, yes,
yes, the stars _were_ out, yes. But, er--they--er--they may go in again,
you know. [_Aside_] What rot I am talking!
_Hud._ Well, it is not going to rain in here, anyway. Do take off your
ulster and stay a minute.
_Rand._ Really, Steve, I'd like to, but that _dress rehearsal_, you
know.
_Hud._ Oh, let the rehearsal wait. We are going in town in a moment,
anyway.
_Mrs. H._ Don't leave us, Mr. Randolph.
_Miss H._ [_at mantel-piece_]. Steve, of whom is this a picture?
_Hud._ [_turning_]. Why, that is Jack himself in the last play.
_Mrs. H._ Oh, do let me see it. [_Goes to fireplace. Hudson, Miss H.,
and Mrs. H. stand at mantel with backs to room._]
_Burl._ [_from over the screen to Randolph_]. For Heaven's sake, Jack,
hand up that ulster!
_Rand._ [_seeing him_]. What in the name--what are you doing there?
_Burl._ [_in a nervous and irritated undertone_]. Confound it, man, I
haven't any clothes on. Give me the ulster, quick!
_Rand._ Hurray! Up a tree, are you? You'll talk to her while I am at the
rehearsal, will you? I told you that when I met her you wouldn't be in
it.
_Burl._ Give me the coat, Jack; do, there's a good fellow.
_Rand._ I'll be hanged if I will!
_Hud._ [_to his mother and sister_]. Here is Ned's room. I expect it is
a chaos just at present. [_They move to door of Burleigh's bedroom,
backs still to the rest of the room._]
_Burl_. Come round here. [_Steps from behind the screen, and pulls Rand.
behind_.]
Rand. [_from behind_]. All right, just for a minute. You promise to give
it back. [_Burl. comes out from behind screen, with ulster on. Rand's
head appears over screen_.]
_Burl_. I'll see. [_Walks towards others. Ladies turn_.]
_Mrs. H_. Pardon me, Mr. Randolph----Oh!
_Burl_. Allow me to present myself, Mrs. Hudson----
_Hud_. Ned Burleigh!
_Burl_. Quite right, this time. I am Steve's chum.
_Mrs. H_. Why, Stephen, I don't understand.
_Burl_. [_to Hud., severely_]. I do.
_Mrs. H_. Will you explain this?
_Burl_. Yes, I think you had better.
_Hud_. [_putting on a bold front_]. Well, you see, mother, it was just a
little joke on Ned. Just a little joke, that is all. [_Forces a laugh_.]
_Miss H_. Then the other was not your chum?
_Burl_. Most certainly not.
_Mrs. H_. Well, I don't understand it yet. However, I am very much
relieved to meet the real Mr. Burleigh.
_Miss H._ Mother, I think we had better start for the Assembly.
_Mrs. H._ Where is Mr. Randolph?
_Burl._ Oh, he has just gone out.
_Miss H._ He must have left rather abruptly.
_Burl._ Yes, Jack Randolph has very queer manners. You see, he is
awfully bashful.
_Rand._ [_to Burl. over the screen_]. Here, give me back that ulster.
_Burl._ [_aside to Rand._]. I'll be hanged if I will. Who is in it now,
eh?
_Hud._ Well, let us be going.
_Mrs. H._ Will you come with us, Mr. Burleigh?
_Burl._ I will follow you in later. I will go down with you to the
carriage.
_Hud._ Well, come along.