Mind you, he is lost in admiration of me and I rule him like a slave.

I think he is great, too, and he _is_.

He is the dearest, gentlest, sweetest father in the world, and I wouldn't have him learn the hideous truth about me for anything." For a moment Barbara's listener studied her thoughtfully, then he said: "I'm immensely flattered that you like me well enough to make me your confessor.

Now I'm going to confess to you that I also am an arrant coward." "Please don't joke.

You have become quite a famous character, and if the stories I hear are true--" "The stories one hears are never true.