"I want a capable woman to take care of me--when Mary Ann goes on the bust." "Please don't make me laugh!" begged Sylvia rather shakily.

"I haven't done yet.

I'm going to ask you an awful thing next.
You'll tell me the truth, won't you ?" "I'll tell you before you ask," he said.

"I can be several kinds of beast, but not the kind you are afraid of.

I am not a faddist, but I am moral.