Only fancy my going to her now and saying: 'If you please, Billy, you can't live at my house, after all.

I thought you were a boy, you know!' Great Scott! Bert, if she'd once turned those big brown eyes of hers on you as she has on me, you'd see!" "I'd be delighted, I'm sure," sung a merry voice across the wires.
"Sounds real interesting!" "Bertram, can't you be serious and help me out ?" "But what CAN we do ?" "I don't know.

We'll have to think; but for now, get Kate.

Telephone her.

Tell her to come right straight over, and that she's got to stay all night." "All night!" "Of course! Billy's got to have a chaperon; hasn't she?
Now hurry.