"I saw it went home to both of you, and well it might.

Yes, I think I may as well expect him to tea.
He enjoys my scalloped oysters, if I do say it myself." "We'll get Abby over," said Mr Murchison.

"That'll please the Doctor." "I must say," remarked Stella, "he seems to think a lot more of Abby now that she's Mrs Episcopal Johnson." "Yes, Abby and Harry must come," said Mrs Murchison, "and I was thinking of inviting Mr and Mrs Horace Williams.

We've been there till I'm ashamed to look them in the face.

And I've pretty well decided," she added autocratically, "to have chicken salad.