I always talk Irish with her." "Well, I call that rough on your sister," said Donald.
"Maybe it is," conceded Linda.

"I suspect a lady wouldn't have i said that, but Eileen and I are so different.

She never has made the slightest effort to prove herself lovable to me, and so I have never learned to love her.

Which reminds me--how did you happen to come to the garage ?" "The very beautiful young lady who opened the door mistook me for a mechanic.

She told me I would find you working on your car and for goodness' sake to see that it was in proper condition before you drove it." Linda looked at him with wide, surprised eyes in which a trace of indignation was plainly discernible.
"Now listen to me," she said deliberately.