Think it over as you get time." She glanced at the window.

"You'd better stay all night, Sylvia; it's getting dark." "No, I must run along home.

The girls expect me." "That school idea's just between you and me for the present," Mrs.Owen remarked as she watched Sylvia button her mackintosh.

"Look here, Sylvia, don't you need some money?
I mean, of course, don't you want to borrow some ?" "Oh, never! By the way, I didn't tell you that I expect to make some?
The publisher of one of grandfather's textbooks came to see me about the copyright, and there were some changes in the book that grandfather thought should be made and I'm going to make them.

There's a chance of it's being adopted in one or two states.