I think Nora would like it, too." "Such thoughtfulness is rare," jeered David.
"'Tis better to have thought such thoughts, than never to have thought at all," retorted the voice plaintively.
"Let's eradicate him from the face of the earth, Reddy," proposed David.
"He's a blot upon the community." "No-r-a," wailed the voice, "aren't you going to help your little friend!" "Rescue him, Nora," declared David disgustedly.

"That's the reason he created all this disturbance." Nora dimpled, the pink in her cheeks deepening.
"Yes, do," urged Grace.

"It is high time for us to start home.

We must be there to receive Mrs.Gray." "She sent me on ahead," informed Tom.

"I wanted to wait and bring her over in my car, but she is going to have Haynes bring her over in the carriage." Nora disappeared around the corner of the house, but reappeared immediately, leading by the hand a broadly smiling Hippy, who carried a huge bouquet of buttercups and daisies in his free hand and cavorted at her side as joyously as the proverbial lambkin on the green.
"You can lead the way with him, Nora," directed David.