] Jolly good sport, too!
_Matt._ I'm not sure that we haven't even better sport here----
_Renie._ [_Coming to him._] Sport? What sport? can we join?
_Matt._ That's just what I was going to propose. There are four of you
here, who heard Mr. Pilcher's excellent discourse last night. And you
are all determined to turn over a new leaf this year. Isn't that so?
_Dolly._ Yes!
_Harry._ I know I am.
_Matt._ Mrs. Sturgess?
_Renie._ Yes, indeed!
_Matt._ Lucas, you?
_Lucas._ Yes, Uncle.
_Matt._ On the first of January next, I am prepared to put a sovereign
in that money-box for every one of you who can honestly declare that he
has broken himself or herself of his bad habits during the year.
_Lucas._ I say, not all our bad habits?
_Matt._ H'm. I don't wish to be exacting--I've no doubt each of you has
his own little failing or weakness. Well, come to me and say on your
honour that you've conquered this or that pet special weakness--and in
goes my sovereign.
_Lucas._ You don't really mean it?
_Matt._ Indeed I do. I hope you won't stand out and--spoil sport, eh?
_Lucas._ Oh, I don't mind coming in--just for the lark of the thing.
_Matt._ Then you all agree?
_Dolly._ Oh yes.
_Harry._ Certainly.
_Matt._ Mrs. Sturgess?
_Renie._ We don't know where we may be next Christmas.
_Dolly._ You'll be here with us. I invite you on the spot. You accept?
_Renie._ Yes, delighted, if my husband----
_Prof._ Very pleased.
_Matt._ Well, Mr. Pilcher, I think I've made your Blanket Club a very
handsome offer.
_Pilcher._ Very handsome. [_Taking out watch._] I hope our friends will
cordially respond, for the sake of my Blanket Club.
_Dolly._ You'll stay for a cup of tea?
_Pilcher._ I've heaps of New Year's calls to make. I'm afraid I must be
going; good afternoon, Professor!
_Prof._ Good afternoon.
_Pilcher._ Good afternoon, Telfer.
_Harry._ Good afternoon.
_Pilcher._ Good-bye, Mrs. Sturgess.
_Renie._ Good-bye. So many thanks for your eloquent sermon.
[_Shaking hands._
_Pitcher._ Now, was I eloquent? I suppose I was, since I've produced
such an invigorating New Year atmosphere.
[RENIE _moves her French novel._
_Matt._ And brought Lucas over from Aldershot in the snow!
_Lucas._ Rather! I shall come again next year.
[_Shaking hands._
_Pilcher._ Do. And then we shall be able to estimate the effect of my
eloquence.
_Matt._ [_Tapping the money-box._] We
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