But I mustn't dawdle.

I have got to get back to Isabel." Dinah waited while the cigarette kindled.

Then, with a touch of shyness, she spoke.
"Mr.Studley, has--has your sister been an invalid for long ?" He looked at her.

"Do you want to hear about her ?" "Yes, please," said Dinah.

"If you don't mind." He began to walk on.