"Who?
The great Objectionable himself?
How did you inveigle him here?
By nothing short of witchcraft, I will swear.

Those pale eyes of yours are rather witch-like, do you know?
Did you fly over on a broomstick to fetch him?
And why ?" Olga possessed herself of the book, and shut it with decision.

"I came upon him at Redlands, and as he has got the car with him, we may as well go back in it.

He said he was coming here in any case." "Really, dear?
I wonder why." Violet made a futile effort to recapture her book.

"You might let me have it.