Aunt Sally likes him ever so much.

Aunt Sally likes Mr.Thatcher, too, for that matter," she concluded boldly.
"Mr.Thatcher is an old friend of mine," said Bassett soberly.
"You can be awfully funny when you want to, papa," replied Marian.

"As we came through Pittsburg this morning I bought a paper that told about 'Stop, Look, Listen.' But Allen won't mind if you do whistle to his father to keep off the track." "Mr.Thatcher's name was never mentioned by me in any such connection," replied Bassett; but he laughed when Marian leaned over and patted his cheek to express her satisfaction in her father's cleverness.
"I think it unfortunate that you have gone to war with that man," remarked Mrs.Bassett wearily.
"You dignify it too much by calling it a war," Harwood interjected.

"We don't want such men in politics in this state and somebody has to deal with them." "I guess it will be a lively scrap all right enough," said Marian, delighted at the prospect.

"We're going to move to the city this fall, Mr.Harwood.