"I knew you'd be pleased. May I have my collar?"
"It's that naughty Jill. I am so sorry."
Mavis rescued the collar from the dog's unwilling mouth.
"How did you know it was me?"
"I guessed."
"Nonsense!"
"Why nonsense?"
"You aren't clever enough."
"Quite right. The pater told me you were to be found in Melkbridge."
"Your father! How did he know?"