"Mr.Culvain has been looking for you everywhere.

It is only to see you that he came here this evening.

My uncle is anxious to talk with you first." "I am flattered," he murmured, smiling.
"I think that you should be," she asserted.

"Personally, I do not understand my uncle's attitude." "With regard to me ?" "With regard to you." "You think, perhaps, that I should not be permitted here at all as a guest ?" "I do think that," she replied, looking steadily into his eyes.

"I think more than that.