I will send it through the mail." "Thank you, Oscar.

How kind you are!" "Don't flatter me, Harry.

The favors you refer to are but trifles.
I will ask a favor of you in return." "I wish you would." "Then help me pack my trunk.

There's nothing I detest so much.
Generally I tumble things in helter-skelter, and get a good scolding from mother for doing it, when she inspects my trunk." "I'll save you the trouble, then.

Bring what you want to carry home, and pile it on the floor, and I'll do the packing." "A thousand thanks, as the French say.