"Of course it's a very important occasion.

How are we going to celebrate it ?" "I have a present for you somewhere.

Biddy, where is it ?" Isabel's voice had a note of impatience in it.
"It's here, darlint! It's here!" Biddy bustled up to the bed with a parcel.
Isabel took it from her and turned to Scott.

"It's only a silly old cigarette-case, dear, but I thought of it all myself.

How old are you now, Stumpy ?" "I am thirty," he answered, smiling.