As thick as thieves they are, and always together." "Puzzles me," Trethaway admitted.

"I can grasp St.Vincent's side of it.

Many irons in the fire, and Lucile owns a bench claim on the second tier of French Hill.

Mark me, Corliss, we can tell infallibly the day that Frona consents to go to his bed and board,--if she ever does consent." "And that will be ?" "The day St.Vincent breaks with Lucile." Corliss pondered, and the colonel went on.
"But I can't grasp Lucile's side of it.

What she can see in St.
Vincent--" "Her taste is no worse than--than that of the rest of the women," Vance broke in hotly.