I need some one to help me and I'd rather have you than any one else I know.

Won't you say 'yes'?
Please, please, do." Emma regarded Grace with a look of one who could not believe the evidence of her own ears.

"Oh--I couldn't--it wouldn't be right to impose upon you.

I'd love to, but--" "Wait until you see Harlowe House before you make up your mind not to live there," interposed Grace slyly.

"We'll call a taxicab and go over to it at once.