"I don't know," he said. "I can sleep anywhere."
"Of course he will stop at the first-class hotels, Jimmy," said
Paul, "like all men of distinction. I shouldn't wonder if he
married an heiress in six months, and went back to Italy on a
bridal tour."
"He is too young to be married," said Jimmy, who, it will be
perceived, understood everything literally.
"I don't know but he is," said Paul, "but he isn't too old to be
hungry. So, mother, whenever dinner is ready we shall be."
"It is all ready except peeling the potatoes, Paul."
"We can do that ourselves. It is good exercise, and will sharpen
our appetites. You will have to eat fast or there won't be much
left. Jimmy is the most tremendous eater I ever saw, and won't
leave much for the rest of us, if we give him the chance."
"Now, Paul," expostulated Jimmy, feeling aggrieved at this
charge, "you know I don't eat as much as you do."
"Hear him talk, Phil. I don't eat more than enough to keep a fly
alive."
"It must be a pretty large fly, Paul," said Jimmy, slyly.
"Good joke, Jimmy. Mother, you must give Jimmy twelve potatoes
to-day instead of the ten he usually eats."
"Oh, Paul, how can you tell such stories?" exclaimed Jimmy,
shocked at such an extravagant assertion.
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