Capitally! Good-bye!
_Loung._ But I say, what a hurry you are in! Can't you stop a minute
for a chat?
_Marks._ Another time, but just now moments are precious.
_Loung._ But I say, you see I have found myself here--it doesn't take
much longer than getting down to Wimbledon.
_Marks._ Of course it doesn't--whoever said it did? But there, old
chap, I _must_ be off!
_Loung._ You _are_ in a hurry! Ah, we used to have pleasant days in
the old place?
_Marks._ Did we? I daresay we did.
_Loung._ Why, of course! Grand old days! Don't you remember what fun
it used to be decorating your tent; and then, when the ladies came
down--which they did nearly all the day long--what larks it was
getting them tea and claret-cup?
_Marks._ Very likely. But we don't have many ladies now, and a good
job too--they _are_ a bore.
_Loung._ Well, you _are_ a chap! Why, how can there be any fun without
your sisters, and your cousins, and your maiden aunts?
_Marks._ We don't want fun. But there, good-bye!
_Loung._ But I say, I have come all this way to look you up.
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