"Can I ever forget it!" "I shall never pretend to know anything about women again," Tommy answered dolefully, but with a creditable absence of vindictiveness.
"Please, please!" said the little hands again.
"It is a nasty jar, Mrs.Jerry." "Please!" "Oh that I could forget so quickly!" "Please!" "I forgive you, if that is what you want." She waved her whip.

"And you will come and see me ?" "When I have got over this.

It needs--a little time." He really said this to please her.
"You shall talk to me of the new book," she said, confident that this would fetch him, for he was not her first author.

"By the way, what is it about ?" "Can you ask, Mrs.Jerry ?" replied Tommy, passionately.

"Oh, woman, woman, can you ask ?" This puzzled her at the time, but she understood what he had meant when the book came out, dedicated to Pym.