The things we do!

With the two lads sitting there and
all."
"_Farvel_," said I shortly, and would hear no more.
I had my sack over my shoulder, and the sewing-machine in one hand; it was
a heavy load, and the muddy road made things no easier. But for all that I
walked with a light heart. It was a miserable business altogether, and I
might as well admit I had acted a trifle meanly. Meanly? Not a bit! I
formed myself into a little committee, and pointed out that those infernal
girls had planned to entertain their sweethearts with my wine. Well and
good; but was not my ill-will towards that idea male selfishness on my
part? If two strange girls had been invited, instead of two young men,
should I not have uncorked the wine without a murmur? Certainly! And then
as to their calling me an old fellow; after all, it was perfectly right.
Old indeed I must be, since I took offence at being set aside in favour of
stray plough-boys....
But my sense of injury cooled down in the course of that hard walking.


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