Then turning to Miles, she went on: "I can't think where she can be.

Somehow, Molly has become rather--difficult, lately." Herrick smiled.
"Don't look so distressed.

It is only a little ebullition of _la jeunesse_." Sara turned to him swiftly.
"Then you've noticed it, too--that she is different ?" He nodded.
"Lookers-on see most of the game, you know.

And I'm essentially a looker-on." He bit back a quick sigh, and went on hastily: "But I don't think you need worry about our Molly's vagaries.

She's too sound _au fond_ to get into real mischief." "She wouldn't mean to," conceded Sara.