The judge regarded the pair with great benevolence of expression.

"He would come, and I hadn't the heart to forbid it.

If I can be of any service to you, ma'am, either in the capacity of a friend--or professionally--I trust you will not hesitate to command me--" The judge backed toward the door.
"Did you walk out, Judge Price ?" asked Betty kindly.
"Nothing more than a healthful exercise--but we will not detain you, ma'am; the pleasure of seeing you is something we had not reckoned on!" The judge's speech was thick and unctuous with good feeling.

He wished that Mahaffy might have been there to note the reserve and dignity of his deportment.
"But you must let me order luncheon for you," said Betty.

At least this questionable old man was good to Hannibal.
"I couldn't think of it, ma'am--" "You'll have a glass of wine, then," urged Betty hospitably.