See the city.

I won't hurt you." "I know you won't," she remarked, half truthfully.
"Got on the new shoes, haven't you?
Stick 'em out.

George, they look fine.

Put on your jacket." Carrie obeyed.
"Say, that fits like a T, don't it ?" he remarked, feeling the set of it at the waist and eyeing it from a few paces with real pleasure.

"What you need now is a new skirt.