"It's awfully good of you to ask me," he said.
"I like to see you here," she answered simply.

"And I am so grateful to you for your kindness to my little Jeanie." "Oh, please don't!" said Piers.

"I assure you it's quite the other way round.

I shall certainly come again since you are good enough to ask me." He smiled with boyish gallantry into the wistful, faded face, carried her fingers lightly to his lips, and passed on.
"Such a nice boy!" Mrs.Lorimer murmured to herself as she went up to the nursery.
"Poor little soul!" was Piers' inward comment as he ran down to the hall.
Here he paused, finding himself face to face with Lennox Tudor who was taking off his coat preparatory to ascending.
The doctor nodded to him without cordiality.

Neither of them ever pretended to take any pleasure in the other's society.
"Are you just going ?" he asked.