Come nearer the fire." "No, thank you," Peter had managed, "I am quite warm," as in fact he was, and a little flushed.

He sat down provisionally on the edge of the chair and looked at Mr.Dassonville.
"I came on business.

I don't know if you will mind its being Sunday, but I couldn't get away from the store on other days." "Quite right, quite right." Mr.Dassonville had lost his place in the book and laid it on his knee.

"Private business?
My dear, perhaps----" "Oh, no--no," protested Peter handsomely.

"I'd rather she stayed.