She inquired about the man who had taken his place, and wanted most particularly to know what the garage men had found the trouble with a car that ran perfectly on Friday night and broke down in half a dozen different places on Saturday morning.

Finally Donald looked at her, laughingly quizzical.
"Linda," he said, "you're no nerve specialist and no naturalist.

You're the cross examiner for the plaintiff.

What are you trying to get at?
Make out a case against Yogo Sani ?" "Of course it's all right," said Linda, watching a distant pelican turn head down and catapult into the sea.

"It has to be all right, but you must admit that it looks peculiar.