I like your father.

In fact I like his whole family." "Thank you," she said demurely, wondering if there was no end to his bluntness, and wondering, too, whether it were not about time that she should find it wearisome.

On closer analysis, however, she decided that the time was not yet come.

"But you have not met all of them," she reminded him.

"There are mother and a younger sister and an older brother." "Don't matter if there were six more, I like all of them," Sam promptly informed her.