"Anyway I can certainly get leave to take a friend there." He looked meaningly at Daisy, and Daisy looked eagerly at him.
But would Ellen ever let her go out by herself with Mr.Chandler?
Ellen was so prim, so--so irritatingly proper.

But what was this father was saying?
"D'you really mean that, Joe ?" "Yes, of course I do!" "Well, then, look here! If it isn't asking too much of a favour, I should like to go along there with you very much one day.

I don't want to wait till The Avenger's caught"-- Bunting smiled broadly.
"I'd be quite content as it is with what there is in that museum o' yours.

Ellen, there,"-- he looked across at his wife--"don't agree with me about such things.

Yet I don't think I'm a bloodthirsty man! But I'm just terribly interested in all that sort of thing--always have been.