Never mind, Mrs.Gardner, we excuse ourselves to you.

I cannot pretend to be sorry that my friend's somewhat impetuous entrance has disturbed your plans for the evening, but I do hope that you will realize now the fatuousness of such methods in these days.

Good-night! It is time we finished our stroll together, Tavernake." They moved towards the door--there was no one to stop them.

Only the professor tried to say a few words.
"My dear Mr.Pritchard--my dear Pritchard, if you will allow me to call you so," he exclaimed, "let me beg of you, before you leave us, not to take this trifling adventure too seriously! I can assure you that it was simply an attempt to coerce you, not in the least an affair to be taken seriously!" Pritchard smiled.
"Professor," he said, "and you, Walter Crease, and you, Jimmy Post, if you're able to listen, listen to me.

You have played the part of children to-night.