"And I think it's high time--with you nearly twenty-two and me nearly twenty." At dinner her father said: "Well, Lena, so you've got a beau at last.

I'd given up hope." "For Heaven's sake don't scare him away, father!" cried Walpurga.
"A pretty poor excuse," pursued the doctor.

"I doubt if Arthur Ranger can make enough to pay his own board in a River Street lodging house." "It took courage--real courage--to go to work as he did," replied Madelene, her color high.
"Yes," admitted her father, "_if_ he sticks to it." "He will stick to it," affirmed Madelene.
"I think so," assented her father, dropping his teasing pretense and coming out frankly for Arthur.

"When a man shows that he has the courage to cross the Rubicon, there's no need to worry about whether he'll go on or turn back." "You mustn't let him know he's the only beau you've ever had, Meg," cautioned her sister.
"And why not ?" demanded Madelene.

"If I ever did care especially for a man, I'd not care for him because other women had.