Oh, Dorian, why don't you come around oftener ?" Mrs.Duke sank into a chair and wiped away the tears from her eyes with the corner of her apron.

Dorian experienced a strange sinking of the heart.

Again he asked who this Mr.Lamont was.
"He's a salesman of some kind, so he says.

He drives about in one of those automobiles.

Surely, you have seen him--a fine-looking fellow with nice manners and all that, but--" "And does Carlia go out with him ?" "He has taken her out riding a number of times.