She lifted to him her pink wrinkled face and, her spectacles balanced on the end of her nose, smiled the smile of the dearest old lady in the world.
"Well, dear, and have you had a pleasant day ?" "All right, mother, thank you.

Funny thing; met a man in the street, hadn't seen for five years.

Saw him last in Rio--Funny thing.

Well, we lunched together.

Not a bad fellow--Seen a thing or two, he has." Mrs.Warlock counted her stitches.