"What have you been doing with yourself ?" She flushed a little.
"Oh, racketing about, I suppose.

I've been living in a perfect whirl.
Never mind, Doctor Dick, you shall fatten me up now with your good country food and your good country air.

Good gracious!"-- as he closed a big thumb and finger around her slender wrist and shook his head disparagingly--"Don't look so solemn! I was always one of the lean kine, you know." "I don't think that London has agreed with you," rumbled Selwyn discontentedly.

"Your pulse is as jerky as a primitive cinema film.
You'd better not be in such a hurry to run away from us again.

Besides, we can't do without you, my dear." With a mental jolt Sara recollected the fact of her approaching marriage.