If she does care for me, I want your permission to try to win her.

I have broached the subject--" "What did she say ?" "She--oh, I don't know,--she said--well, she ran away!" "Surprised and a little shy, probably," Farnsworth looked thoughtful.
"I may as well tell you, Phil, oh hang it! How shall I put it?
Well, there's something queer about Azalea." "What do you mean,--queer ?" "I don't know.

And it may be nothing.

But,--her only near relative, so far as I know, is her father.

A man I knew years ago,--a cousin of mine,--and a decent, hard-working, plain man.