I'd be glad to bring it over if you'd like to see it." "Thank you, Sylvia.

I should like to see it.

I may want to ask you some questions about the work; but of course you won't say anything to Marian of our talk.

I am not quite sure, and I'll have to discuss it with Mr.
Bassett." "Of course I shan't speak of it, Mrs.Bassett." Marian's voice was now heard calling them, down the path, and the girl appeared, a moment later, munching a bit of toast stuccoed with jam, and eager to be off for the casino where a tennis match was scheduled for the morning.
"Don't be late for dinner this evening, Marian; your father will be here, and if you see Blackford, be sure to tell him to meet the 3.10." "Yes, mama, I'll remember, and I'll try to meet the train too." And then to Sylvia, as she led the way to the boathouse to get the canoe, "I'm glad dad's coming.

He's perfectly grand, and I'm going to see if he won't give me a naphtha launch.