for everybody.

"Why the devil, Muggles, did you insist last night
on that Boston girl's riding home from the theatre in
the omnibus, you goat?" thundered Podvine one
morning at the club, "instead of letting her--"

"My dear fellow," protested Muggles, "it was
much more comfortable in the omnibus, and--"

"--And broke up her walk home with Bobby,
you idiot! He had to take the owl train home, and
she won't see him for a month. Didn't you know they
were engaged?"

"No--"

"Of course you didn't, Muggles, but you could
have seen it in her face if you'd looked. You always
put your foot in it clean up to your pants' pocket!"

"You've been at it again, have you, Muggles?"
burst out Bender that same night "Listen to the
Goat's last, boys. Jerry wanted to buy that swamp
meadow next his place on Long Island and had been
dickering with the old fellow who owns it all winter,
telling him it would be a good place to raise cranberries
if it was dug out and drained, and they had
almost agreed on the price--about twice what it was
worth--when down goes Muggles to spend the night