How could I?
I haven't known her very long, you know, Madame Wachner.

But we became friends almost at once." The motor was still stationary.

The driver turned round for orders.
Sylvia roused herself.
"Can I drive you back to the Chalet des Muguets ?" she asked.

"Somehow I don't feel inclined to take a drive in the forest now." "If you do not mind," said Madame Wachner, "I should prefer to be driven to the station, for l'Ami Fritz had to go to Paris." She laughed ruefully.

"To fetch money, as usual! His system did not work at all well yesterday--poor Fritz!" "How horrid!" said Sylvia.