I shall expect you both to dine with me at seven." "Can't I stay here a little longer ?" pleaded Louise.

"We haven't spoken two words together, as yet, and I'm not a bit tired or anxious to go to my room.

What a superb oleander this is! Is it one of your favorites, Aunt Jane ?" "Run away," repeated the woman.

"I want to be alone." The girl sighed and kissed her again, stroking the gray hair softly with her white hand.
"Very well; I'll go," she said.

"But I don't intend to be treated as a strange guest, dear Aunt, for that would drive me to return home at once.