Where shall we go ?" "Oh, I leave that to you." "No, Sydney.

It was I who proposed coming to London.

You shall decide this time." She submitted, and promised to think of it.

Leaving him, with the first expression of trouble that had shown itself in her face, she took up the songs and put them into the pocket of her dress.

On the point of removing the letters next, she noticed the newspaper on the table.
"Anything interesting to-day ?" she asked--and drew the newspaper toward her to look at it.