"I shall not leave the car, Tom.

You may do the honors." "Come on, Grace." Leaving the driver's seat, Tom opened the door of the tonneau and stretched forth an inviting hand.
"I know where we are going," she cried triumphantly, as she accepted the proffered assistance.

"We are going to take a look at Upton Heights.

How nice! I haven't seen the quaint old place since I came home from college.

You know I've always loved it and wished I owned it.