"If I only knew how to get Sam to the mountains," Claire said in a sort of desperation.
"You have just paved the way."
"How?"
"You have told me."
"You are going to help?"
"Yes."
"O, how beautiful!"
"I am glad that, for once, I have the good fortune to please you."
Claire's happy smile faded. She turned her face away, pretending to busy herself with Radcliffe's books.
"I see I have offended once more."