You don't mind my calling you Bee now and then--even if it doesn't seem quite to fit ?" continued Mrs.
Meadowsweet.
"No, mother, of course not.

Call me anything in the world you fancy.
What's in a name ?" "Don't say that, Trixie, there's a great deal in a name." "Well, I get confused with mine now and then.

Mother, I just came in to kiss you and run away again.

Alice Bell and I are going to the lecture at the Town Hall.

It begins at five, and it's half-past four now.
Good-bye, I shall be home to supper." "One moment, Bee, I am really pleased that your fine friend's mother has chosen to call at last." Beatrice frowned.
"Catherine is not my fine friend," she said.
"Well, your _friend_, then, dearie.