"If you would jest tell me where I'd find the key," she ventured to remark.

She had a vague idea that she would be told to look under a parlor blind for the key, that being the innocent country hiding-place when the house was left alone.
"I have the key, and I will go to the house with you myself directly." "I hate to make you so much trouble.

I guess I could find it myself, if--" "I will be ready immediately, Mrs.Maxwell," said the lawyer, in a smoothly conclusive voice which abashed her.
She stood silently by the door until he was ready.

He took her black bag peremptorily, and they went side by side down the street.

He held his head well back, his lips were still tightly pursed, and he swung his cane with asperity.