Mother, it seems, has a little of her own, from one of her aunts, and if the poor darling is taken--though it is simply horrid considering that _if_--only that she has talked so freely to Army--I think I like 'Army' far better than 'Pet'-- Well I mean she's been trying to tell him ever since he first came to call that when she is gone I shall have, all told, in my own right, Five thousand a year.

So I took the first opportunity of letting _him_ know that Two thousand a year of that would be held in reserve for the work of the firm and for the Woman's Cause generally....

Look here, I won't babble on much longer....

I know you're dying to make _me_ confidences....

We'll ring for tea to be sent in here, and whilst the waiter is coming and going--Don't they take _such_ a time about it, when they're _de trop_ ?--we'll talk of ordinary things that can be shouted from the _house tops_.
"I haven't been to the Office for three days.