And it's certainly the only business-like way of proceeding.

The amount of time a person loses fooling over Baedeker on the spot----" "One of us does," acknowledged Miss Nancy.

"We take it in turns.

And I must say it is generally my sister." And she turned to Miss Cora, who blushed and said, "How can you, Nancy!" "And you use her, for that particular public building or historic scene, as a sort of portable, self-acting reference library," remarked poppa.

"That's an idea that commends itself to me, daughter, in connection with you." I was about to reply in terms of deprecation, when a confusion of sound drifted in from the street, of arriving cabs and expostulating voices.
The Miss Binghams looked at each other in consternation and said with one accord, "It _was_ the _Fulda_!" "Was it ?" inquired poppa.