You know you and I never were boys, Anna." "I know that, Amy," said Anna, quite seriously, "and I am willing to admit that a man may know better how to deal with a boy than a woman does, but I must confess that when I think of Arthur punishing Eddy for the faults he may have--" "May have what ?" demanded Mrs.Carroll, quite sharply for her.
"May have inherited from Arthur," declared Anna, boldly, with soft eyes of challenge upon her sister-in-law.
"Eddy has no faults worth mentioning," responded Mrs.Carroll, seeming to enlarge with a sort of fluffy fury like an angry bird; "and the idea of your saying he inherits them from his father.

You know as well as I do, Anna, what Arthur is." "I knew Arthur before you ever did," said Anna, apologetically.
"Don't get excited, dear." "I am not excited, but I do wonder at your speaking after such a fashion when we don't know what may have happened to the dear boy.

Of course Arthur will not punish him if he is shot or anything." "Of course not." "And if he is not shot, and Arthur should punish him, of course it will be all right." "Yes, I suppose it will, Amy," said Anna Carroll.
"Arthur feels so sure that nothing has happened to him that I begin to think so myself," said Mrs.Carroll, beginning to ascend the stairs with a languid grace.
"Yes, he has encouraged me," assented Anna.

"I suppose we had better dress now." "Yes, if we are going to drive directly after dinner.

I'll put on my cream foulard, it is so warm.