I'll tell you afterwards." Very soon after the meal Mrs.Hilliard took the child away and put her to bed.

During her absence the visitor sat brooding, a peculiar half-smile on his face.

She came back, drew a chair up to the fire, but did not sit down.
"Well, what is it ?" asked her brother-in-law, much as he might have spoken to the little girl.
"I have something very serious to talk about, Maurice." "Have you?
All right; go ahead." "I--I am so very much afraid I shall offend you." The young man laughed.
"Not very likely.

I can take a good deal from you." She stood with her hands on the back of the chair, and as he looked at her, Hilliard saw her pale cheeks grow warm.
"It'll seem very strange to you, Maurice." "Nothing will seem strange after an adventure I've had this afternoon.
You shall hear about it presently." "Tell me your story first." "That's like a woman.

All right, I'll tell you.