He goes to save yours." "You are always efficient," said she.

"But why is it that we always have some unpleasant argument?
Come, let us have tea!" "Many teas together, Madam, if you would listen to me.

Many a pot brewed deep and black by scores of camp-fires." "Fie! Monsieur proposes a scandal." "No, Monsieur proposes only a journey to Washington--with you, or close after you." "Of course I can not prevent your following," she said.
"Leave it so.

But as to pledges--at least I want to keep my little slipper.

Is Madam's wardrobe with her?
Could she humor a peevish friend so much as that?
Come, now, I will make fair exchange.