You'd better stay indoors, John.

You ought to buck up and get rid of that cold.

It's been hanging on all winter." Burleson rumbled and grumbled and shot a mutinous glance at Rita, who paid it no attention.
"Order us a nice dinner at the Plaza, Kelly--if you don't mind," she said cheerfully, going with them to the door.

She added under her breath: "I wish he'd see a doctor, but the idea enrages him.

I don't see why he has such a cold all the time--and such flushed cheeks--" Her voice quivered and she checked herself abruptly.
"Suppose I ring up Dr.Colbert on my own hook ?" whispered Neville.
"Would you ?" "Certainly.