We ought to be home by nine.

I feel very responsible for these youngsters, Jean.

It was I who agreed to play chaperon." "Youngsters, indeed," growled Reddy scornfully.

"Listen to Methuselah." "Tell us a story before we go, Jean," begged Grace.

She loved to hear the old hunter tell in his quaint way of his many perilous adventures in the great northwestern woods of Canada, where he had spent so many years of his life.
"If Mamselle Grace like I will tell of w'en I track the fierce panther who have kill my lambs, an' what happen to me." "Oh, splendid!" cried Grace.