He was anxious to restore to you your lost property.

Is not this parasol yours?
Shall I not leave it with this young girl ?' "The answer was dry, almost rasping: 'Mr.Gryce has made a mistake.

The parasol is not mine; yet he certainly deserves credit for the use he has made of it, in this search.

I should like to tell him so.

Is he at his office, and do you think I would be received ?' "'He would be delighted,' I returned, not imagining she was in earnest.
But she was, sir.