We won't urge you if you'd really rather not." "I really wouldn't," he said contentedly.
Half an hour later, George was passing through the upper hall, in a bath-robe stage of preparation for the evening's' gaieties, when he encountered his Aunt Fanny.

He stopped her.

"Look here!" he said.
"What in the world is the matter with you ?" she demanded, regarding him with little amiability.

"You look as if you were rehearsing for a villain in a play.

Do change your expression!" His expression gave no sign of yielding to the request; on the contrary, its somberness deepened.