“Why, really, ma’am—I—don’t know that it is quite fair to talk of young men’s love concerns. However, my amiable cousins, I believe, know all about it; whether they have thought fit to inform you, ma’am, or not. Indeed, you saw something of it yourself. It was a foolish affair from the first: I never thought it would answer.”
Thou’rt Agnes, own it,—Gasper Tarlton’s love.
Sumptuous Apparel, Musick, Mirth and Balls,
Blackjack! The old 21 of childhood days. It brought back memories of big teas in other children's playrooms; of grownups counting out the coloured bone counters in piles so that each child had a shilling's worth; the excitement of turning up a ten and an ace and being paid double; the thrill of that fifth card when one already had seventeen and wanted a four or less for 'Five and Under'.
It was almost a relief to hear the baying of the dogs.