"Mrs.Henshaw is quite excusable, I'm sure.

Please don't give it another thought," she finished, as with a hurried direction to the man who was holding open the door of her car, she stepped inside and bowed her good-byes.
Bertram, with stern self-control, forced himself to walk nonchalantly up his steps, leisurely take out his key, and open his door, under the interested eyes of Bessie Bailey and her friends; but once beyond their hateful stare, his demeanor underwent a complete change.

Throwing aside his hat and coat, he strode to the telephone.
"Oh, is that you, Aunt Hannah ?" he called crisply, a moment later.
"Well, if Billy's there will you tell her I want to speak to her, please ?" "Billy ?" answered Aunt Hannah's slow, gentle tones.

"Why, my dear boy, Billy isn't here!" "She isn't?
Well, when did she leave?
She's been there, hasn't she ?" "Why, I don't think so, but I'll see, if you like.

Mrs.Greggory and I have just this minute come in from an automobile ride.