Go in and win and God bless you both!" Ogilvy wrung his hand, then, to relieve his feelings, ran all over the floor like a spider and was pretending to spin a huge web in a corner when Harry Annan and Rita Tevis came in and discovered him.
"Hah!" he exclaimed, "flies! Two nice, silly, appetising flies.

Pretend to fall into my web, Rita, and begin to buzz like mad!" Rita's dainty nose went up into the air, but Annan succumbed to the alluring suggestion, and presently he was buzzing frantically in a corner while Sam spun an imaginary web all over him.
Rita and Neville looked on for a while.
"Sam never will grow up," she said disdainfully.
"He's fortunate," observed Neville.
"_You_ don't think so." "I wish I knew what I did think, Rita.

How is John ?" "I came to tell you.

He has gone to Dartford." "To see Dr.Ogilvy?
Good! I'm glad, Rita.

Billy Ogilvy usually makes people do what he tells them to do." [Illustration: "Ogilvy ...