Bealby: A Holiday is a 1915 comic novel by H. G. Wells.
Bealby is the story of the escapade of a thirteen-year-old boy when he rebels against his placement as a steward's-room boy in the great house of an estate named Shonts (his stepfather, Mr. Darling, is a gardener there) and flees—not, however, before thoroughly upsetting a weekend party where the nouveau riche couple renting Shonts is entertaining the Lord Chancellor. Bealby's week-long "holiday" has three phases.
First, he is taken up by three women in caravan, one of whom, Madeleine Philips, is a well-known actress whose beauty inspires in Bealby an adoring infatuation. Miss Philips is also the lover of a Captain Douglas, a guest at Shonts who has been wrongly blamed for wrecking the weekend party there. Captain Douglas believes he must capture Bealby and use his testimony to exonerate himself in the Lord Chancellor's eyes, but when Bealby gets wind of this he flees—not, however, before accidentally wrecking the party's bulky, yellow caravan.
First you let him in your bed. Now he's moved inside your head.
And he directs all the dreams you are dreaming.
I saw a friend of yours today
She called me over just to say "I dunno if you've seen her lately but God she's looking rough".
No don't go round to see him tonite, he's already made such a mess of your life.
Find something else to do with your time & do it quickly while you've still got the chance.
'Do you think he'll fall apart? Do you think you'll break his heart?
If you leave him on his own.
You are dreaming 'cos he can fasten all his clothes, tie his laces, blow his nose.
It's time to teach him how to walk, yeah, teach your baby how to walk away.
No don't go round to see him tonite...
You're not his mother & you're not sister & brother.
He's not even your lover. He's just a piece of luggage you should throw away.
No don't go round tonite...etc. No don't go round tonite, you'll never make it right.
He's already made such a mess of your life.