Don't be silly! I am free." "The end of the season!" teased Bertie.

"That allows you--let's see--four, five, six more weeks of freedom." "Be quiet, if you don't want a drenching!" warned Hilary.

"Besides," she added, with inconsequent optimism, "anything may happen before then.

Why, I may even be married to a man I really like." "Great Scotland, so you may!" chuckled her brother.

"There's the wild man that Dick has brought down here to tame before launching at society.