You'll have to shake my elbow." And he held out his angled arm.
"Good-morning, Jack," responded Olivetta, in trepidation, hardly daring to be gracious where Mrs.De Peyster had been cool.
Jack slipped an arm across Matilda's shoulders.

"How are you, Matilda?
Glad to see you again." "And I'm glad to see you again, Mr.Jack," returned Matilda, with a look of stealthy affection.
"Please go, Matilda," said Mrs.De Peyster crisply.

"And now, Jack," she continued with frigid dignity after Matilda had withdrawn, "I trust that you will explain your absence, and your long silence." "Certainly, mother," said Jack, pushing a slip-covered chair before the fireplace--for an open wood fire burned here as in her sitting-room above--and letting himself down into the chair slowly and with extreme care and crossing his legs.

"I got a sudden invitation from Reggie Atwater to--" "You know I do not approve of that young scape-grace!" "I know you don't.

I suppose that's one reason I didn't tell you beforehand what I was up to." "What have you been doing ?" "Reggie asked me to go on a long trip to try out his new car.