What'll it be, Lagrange ?" "Nothing, thanks, at this hour." "No?
But you'll pardon me, I'm sure--Doctor's orders you know." A servant appeared.

Mrs.Taine took the glass and carried it to her husband with her own hand, saying with tender solicitude, "Don't you think, dear, that you should lie down for a while?
Mr.Lagrange will remain for dinner, you know.

You must not tire yourself.

I'm sure he will excuse you.

I'll manage somehow to amuse him until Jim and Louise return." "I believe I will rest a little, Gertrude." He turned to the guest--"While there is nothing really wrong, you know, Lagrange, still it's best to be on the safe side." "By all means," said the novelist, heartily.