Come on down town." No one could say that the Murchisons were demonstrative.

They said nothing, but they got their hats.

Mrs Murchison looked up from her occupation.
"Alec," she said, "out of this house you don't go till you've washed your face.

Lorne, come here," she added in a lower voice, producing a bunch of keys.

"If you look in the right-hand corner of the top small drawer in my bureau you'll find about twenty cents.