"I didn't take the car or Mitchel.

It chanced to be a case in the village, and I bicycled." "Who was it ?" asked Olga eagerly; and then restrained herself with annoyance.

"But of course you won't tell me.

You're much too professional." "Keep to the point!" ordered Nick.
Olga slipped a coaxing arm round his neck.

"Nick, don't you think it absurd that Violet and I shouldn't motor over to Brethaven without a man to take care of us?
I am quite certain Dad wouldn't object." "There you are wrong," said Max.