She smiled a sparkling welcome.
"Dr.Wyndham, I've decided to call you Max; not because I like it,--I think it's hideous,--but because it's less trouble.

I thought it as well to explain at the outset, so that there should be no misunderstanding." "That is very gracious of you," said Max.
"You may regard it exactly as you please," she said majestically, "so long as you come when you're called.

Allegretto, why do you move?
I like you sitting there." "I promised to go and say good-night to the boys," said Olga, who had sprung up somewhat precipitately at Max's approach.

"Sit on the sofa, Nick, and keep a corner for me! I'm coming back." She was gone with the words, a vanishing grey vision, the quick closing of the door shutting her from sight.
Violet leaned back in her chair, and dared the full scrutiny of Max's eyes.
"What a disturber of the peace you are!" she said.

"What did you want to come here for before you had finished your smoke ?" "That was your doing," said Nick.