"Miss Bardon's taken some rooms for me in Montague Street."
"She's good to you, Richard."
"She's an angel "—he lifted his eyes, and his mouth became almost worshipful—"she's an angel, who's raised me out of hell. I shall never be able to repay her, but she doesn't expect it. All she wants is my success."
"I wish Caro or Jemmy cud meet someone like her. I döan't think as Pete minds."
"No, he's quite the young gorilla. Now I must be off, Tilly. I'll write to you."
"Oh, wöan't fäather be in a taking!"
"I reckon—I expect he will. But don't you mind him, little sister. He isn't worth it."
He stooped and kissed her.
"Good-bye. Say it to the others for me."