Then I could come with Mrs.
March." "Mother isn't very formal," said the young man.

"She would be very glad to see you." "Then we'll come some night this week, if you will let us.

When do you expect your father back ?" "Not much before Christmas.

He's trying to settle up some things at Moffitt." "And what do you think of our art editor ?" asked March, with a smile, for the change of subject.
"Oh, I don't know much about such things," said the young man, with another of his embarrassed flushes.

"Mr.Fulkerson seems to feel sure that he is the one for us." "Mr.Fulkerson seemed to think that I was the one for you, too," said March; and he laughed.