And mind, you do not try to escape.

I'll be watching the house closely.

Anyway," he laughed lightly, "the snow's too deep for you to run very far." "O, Dorian--" "Yes." He came toward her, but she with averted face, slipped toward the kitchen door.
"I can't go home, I can't go with you--really, I can't," she said.

"You go back home and tell the folks I'm all right now, won't you, please." "We'll talk about that after a while.

I must get that tree now, or those kiddies will think I am a rank impostor." Dorian looked at his watch.
"Why, it's getting on toward noon.