thirty-first's

Updated: July 6, 2026

There's millions of other loafers after the berth." "When will I know?" I faltered. "Let's see, this is the nineteenth century, ain't it? Call again about the year two thousand. February the thirty-first's the most convenient day for us, we're all at home then. Ta-ta." I departed rather disconsolately, and waited half an hour outside in the street for Smith.

Talbot Baines Reed - My Friend Smith: A Story of School and City Life