'I quite understand.

Miss Columbine explained it all, and I quite see your point.

It ought to have occurred to me sooner,' he says, smiling with them nice teeth of his, 'but, if you'll believe me, it didn't.' And then, when I suggested maybe he'd like you or Adam to go with him instead, it was, 'No, no, Mrs.Peck.I wouldn't ask it of 'em.
I couldn't drag any man at the chariot-wheels of Art.

If I did, she would see to it that the chariot was empty.' He most always talks like that," ended Mrs.Peck in an aggrieved tone.

"He's that airy in his ways." A sudden trill of laughter from the doorway caused her to straighten herself sharply and trot to the fireplace with a guilty air.
Columbine entered, light of foot, her eyes brimful of mirth.