Meldon seems to me the kind of man who wouldn't stick at a trifle, and he's evidently determined to get rid of me." "Perhaps he'll ask you out yachting and--" "And maroon me on a desert island ?" "No, but make you-- Oh! I forgot, you don't get sea-sick." "No.

There's not a bit of use his trying to get the better of me in that way.

I should simply laugh at the worst ground swell he can produce.

I hope he will ask me out yachting.

I should like to have a nice long day alone with Mr.Meldon.