"We aim to please!" "I had a notion before I came for you today that we were going to quarrel," he said.
"No, we won't; it takes two!" She laughed and waved her muff toward a new house, not quite completed, standing in a field upon their right.
They had passed beyond Amberson Addition, and were leaving the northern fringes of the town for the open country.

"Isn't that a beautiful house!" she exclaimed.

"Papa and I call it our Beautiful House." George was not pleased.

"Does it belong to you ?" "Of course not! Papa brought me out here the other day, driving in his machine, and we both loved it.

It's so spacious and dignified and plain." "Yes, it's plain enough!" George grunted.
"Yet it's lovely; the gray-green roof and shutters give just enough colour, with the trees, for the long white walls.