No, kid, you didn't do anything wrong; they did!

“[…] We saw him vanish right in front of the rest of us. He was there and then he wasn’t. We were to wait for a year for his return or for some message. We waited. Nothing.” / Calvin, his voice cracking: “Jeepers, sir. You must have been in sort of a flap.”

The chandoo-shops shut up at six, so you'll have to see opium-smoking before dark some day. No, you won't, though.

It is obvious two o'clock will arrive in about five and a half hours from now, and I presume every gentleman in the House would like to get a square breakfast.