“Now, daddy, be a good child.”
“My darling, this rustic dress, these long-established habits—”
“Yes, dearest, I know all about it. And I know all about that old brain of yours. Take it down to New Haven and save the soldiers. And on the train you shan’t carry one bit of lunch. You’ll just go into the dining car and order rare roast beef.”
“One portion used to be enough for two.”
“Fiddlesticks! I’ll be right here to welcome you back. And when you do get back you’ll be able to buy a new Sempronia.”
“That’s the only reason why I would consider it for a moment.”
“My son, you ought to be ashamed of yourself. Fancy going a thousand miles and lecturing for a cow!”
“Well, child, I may prove weak enough to try it. But I won’t stir a step without you to take care of me. Read the other one.”
“It is from a place called Eglantine.”
“Is Susan dead?”