The only way is to scatter crumbs on the window-sill and then stand and wait.

Will you let me take you home ?" They had crossed the pavement to her car, and she waited now with her smile of whimsical gaiety.
"If you will.

It is only a few blocks, but I want to hear about the gown you will wear for your triumph." It seemed to him that there was the chime of silver bells in her laughter.

"Oh, my dear, must every victory of my life end in a forlorn hope!".