"I was just going to drink, and you had your arm round the back of my--" "Hush, Aurelia, I beg," expostulated Charles.

"Aunt Mary and I are becoming embarrassed.

It is not necessary to enter into particulars as to the exact locality of Ralph's arm." "Round the back of my chair," pouted Aurelia.
"It is all right, Aunt Mary," called Charles, cheerfully, to that lady.
"Only the back of her _chair_.

We took alarm unnecessarily.

Just as it should be.