"Perhaps it's a kind of useless foreboding I seem to have pretty often.

It may be that--or it may be poor papa." "You ARE a funny, delightful girl, though!" Russell laughed.

"When your father's so well again that he goes out walking in the evenings!" "He does too much walking," Alice said.

"Too much altogether, over at his new plant.

But there isn't any stopping him." She laughed and shook her head.