It is perfectly clear to me." "Is it ?" he asked, with eagerness.

"Is it clear to you ?" "Yes, perfectly." "Then make it clear to me.

You can't do it, don't you see?
You can't do it." "Yes, he can, father; yes, he can," Mrs.Witherspoon pleaded.

"It is perfectly clear to me.

You will look at it differently to-morrow.
Come, now, and lie down.