"So for that reason I don't go, and also for another.

Captain Bertram has promised to call." "Eh ?" queried Mrs.Meadowsweet.To call, has he?
Maybe you'd like to ask him to lunch, child ?" "No, mother, I don't think so." "You can if you like, Trixie.

Say the word, and I'll have a spring chicken done to a turn, and a cream, and a jelly put in hand." "Oh, no, mother, he won't want to pay such a long call." "Well, he's a nice young man.

I have nothing to say against him, he carries himself nearly as upright as your poor father did, and he has a pleasant, affable way with old and young alike.

I haven't a word to say against the young man, not a word.