Oh, if only I might live to see the day when tradespeople meant something other than nuisances to be dodged, I _think_ I could die contented." "Caro's a decent sort of a girl," commented Malcolm, reflectively.
"She's a bright girl and an attractive one.

Just now she is in a mood to turn to us, to you.

But, for Heaven's sake, be careful! She is delicate and sensitive and requires managing.

She likes you.

If only you weren't such a blunderer!" "Much obliged, Mater.