"It's all right--all right!" he reassuringly added, having meanwhile stopped before a photograph suspended on the wall.

"That's your mother!" he brought out with something of the elation of a child making a discovery or guessing a riddle.

"I don't make you out in her yet--in my recollection of her, which, as I told you, is perfect; but I dare say I soon shall." Vanderbank was more and more aware that the kind of amusement he excited would never in the least be a bar to affection.

"Please take all your time." Mr.Longdon looked at his watch again.

"Do you think I HAD better keep it ?" "The cab ?" Vanderbank liked him so, found in him such a promise of pleasant things, that he was almost tempted to say: "Dear and delightful sir, don't weigh that question; I'll pay, myself, for the man's whole night!" His approval at all events was complete.
"Most certainly.