"Is your book very interesting, Madeline?" he asked, throwing himself into an easy chair near the fire.
"Rather so," she answered, without looking up.
"You seem very fond of reading," he said, after a brief pause.
"I am very fond of it."
Another pause.
"Don't you think it is very hurtful to the eyes to read so much?" he said, edging his chair a little nearer to the couch on which she sat.
"Really, I have never thought of it."
"But you ought to think of it, Madeline. The eyesight is most important."
"I suppose it is."