"What is it about ?" He yielded to the temptation with a weakness which he found incredible in a person of his make.

"I can repeat it if you won't give me away to Mrs.March." "Oh, no indeed! He said the lines over to her very simply and well.

They are beautiful--beautiful!" "Do you think so ?" he gasped, in his joy at her praise.
"Yes, lovely.

Do you know, you are the first literary man--the only literary man--I ever talked with.

They must go out--somewhere! Papa must meet them at his clubs.