"He begged or borrowed them somewhere from his friends or people in the hotel; told me frankly he knew I should be bored to-day, and might want them.

Rather 'cute of him, wasn't it ?" Elizabeth was touched.

Philip had certainly shown rather scant civility to Mr.Anderson, and this trait of thoughtfulness for a sickly and capricious traveller appealed to her.
"I suppose Delaine will be here directly ?" Philip went on.
"I suppose so." Philip let himself down into the seat beside her.
"Look here, Elizabeth," lowering his voice; "I don't think Delaine is any more excited about Canada than I am.

He told me last night he thought the country about Winnipeg perfectly hideous." "_Oh_!" cried Elizabeth, as though someone had flipped her.
"You'll have to pay him for this journey, Elizabeth.

Why did you ask him to come ?" "I _didn't_ ask him, Philip.