"Of course, if I thought it would please my mother, I might stretch a point in his favour, though really----"
"It would please my aunt greatly if you would do so. It struck me that this situation at Sir Thomas Dudgeon's would be just the thing for Mr. Pomeroy."
"But, really, I don't at all see how I can recommend a man about whom I know nothing."
"You are going away; Mr. Pomeroy is to call here at eleven; let me see him in your place, and if he can satisfy me as to the respectability of himself and his connections, may I promise him the situation in your name?"
"Really, Olive, you seem very much interested in this man."
"I am interested in him, Matthew."
"Take care that your interest in him does not deepen into something far more dangerous; take care that you don't lose your heart to him."
Olive's colourless cheek flushed for a moment, but she answered quite calmly:--
"Your warning on that point is quite unnecessary, Matthew. But you have not answered my question."
Kelvin looked at his watch, and then rose hurriedly. It was later than he had thought. He had barely time to catch his train.