It's very funny; but sometimes I get tired of living in hotels." "I'm sure you do," said Dorothy with sympathy.
"Well, have you got any idea how it can be worked ?" "No!" cried Dorothy, shocked, and flushing again; "I haven't! I wouldn't have!" "That's silly, when it would be such a good thing," said Tinker with a disapproving air.

"However, I suppose I can work it myself.

I generally have to when I want anything done." "What are you going to do ?" cried Dorothy in great alarm.

"Oh, I do wish I hadn't said anything, or listened to you!" "I don't know what I'm going to do.

These affairs of the heart are always difficult," said Tinker with the air of a sage who has observed many generations of unfortunate lovers.
"I won't have you do anything; I forbid it!" cried Dorothy.
"You shouldn't order your employer about," said Tinker with a smile which, on any face less angelic, would have been a grin.