But he had made little of that, and almost as he spoke was at her side.

She had to yield her hands to him.
"Well, you'll win it for them if anybody could," she assured him.
"Say 'win it for us,' dear." She shook her head.

"I'm not a Liberal--yet," she said, laughing.
"It's only a question of time." "I'll never be converted to Grit politics." "No, but you'll be converted to me," he told her, and drew her nearer.
"I'm going now, Dora.

I dare say I shouldn't have come.

Every minute counts today.