'I can't say how I thank you.' Much embarrassed, Monica could only gaze at one of the sculls, as it rose and fell, the water dripping from it in bright beads.
'Last year,' he pursued, 'I went on the river two or three times, but alone.

This year I haven't been in a boat till to-day.' 'You prefer driving ?' 'Oh, it's only chance.

I do drive a good deal, however.

I wish it were possible to take you through the splendid country I saw a day or two ago--down in Surrey.

Perhaps some day you will let me.