Mr.Somers offered to carry my books.
"Carry Helen's; she is smaller than I am." "Confound Helen!" "And the books, too, if you like.

Helen," I called, "why do you loiter?
It is time for dinner.

We must go home." "I am quite ready for my dinner," she replied.

"Wont you come to our house this afternoon and take tea with me ?" "Oh, Miss Perkins, do invite me also," he begged.

"I want to bring Tennyson to you." "Is he related to Agamemnon ?" I asked.
"I'll ask Mrs.Bancroft if I may invite you," said Helen, "if you are sure that you would like a stupid, family tea." "I am positive that I should.