I'll ask Mr.Allen." "If you asked him it would make it very hard for him if it wasn't so," said Rose.
"I don't see why." "Mr.Allen is a gentleman, and he could not practically accuse a woman of making an unauthorized claim of that sort," said Rose.
"Well, I won't say anything about it to him if you think I had better not," said Sylvia, "but I must say I think it's pretty hard on a man to have a girl going round telling folks he's engaged to her when he ain't.

Eat that lamb chop and them pease while they're hot." "I am going to.

They are delicious.

I didn't think I was hungry at all, but to have things brought up this way--" "You've got to eat a saucer of strawberries afterwards," said Sylvia, happily.
She watched the girl eat, and she was in a sort of ecstasy, which was, nevertheless, troubled.

After a while, when Rose had nearly finished the strawberries, Sylvia ventured a remark.
"Lucy Ayres is a queer girl," said she.