"Come along! There she is now, just crossing the road.

By the way, I don't think you told me your name." "My name is Studley--Scott Studley, Stumpy to my friends," said Scott, in his whimsical, rather weary fashion.
Billy laughed.

"You're a sport," he said.

"When I know you a bit better, I shall remember that.

Hi, Dinah! What a deuce of a time you've been.
This is Mr.Studley, and he saw you at the window without anything on." "I'm sure he didn't! Billy, how dare you ?" Dinah's brown face burned an indignant red; she looked at Scott with instant hostility.
"Oh, please!" he protested mildly.