When they were all seated Mrs. Lethbridge addressed her sister.
Id like to see a place full of atmosphere, suggested Lethbridge.
Still, said Lethbridge, even Art requires a wad to pay its license.
Who, inquired young Harrow, turning toward Lethbridge—who is that duck?
The—the one next to the one beside you, whispered Lethbridge, edging around.
Now, she said to Lethbridge, we can tell each other all sorts of things.
It is per—perfectly heavenly to hear you talk, stammered Lethbridge.
No, no, whispered Lethbridge; all that is only a dramatists attitude.
Lethbridge will have money to burn if he likes the aroma of the smoke.
I got 'em in Lethbridge before I went to the army, and I think the world of 'em.
