"Yes, please. It's tremendously good of you." "Yes, please. It's tremendously good of you."!

But Fleda went luminously on; she once more enjoyed her great command of her subject: "I think that when you came to see me at Maggie's you saw too many things, you had too many ideas." "I dare say she won't like it at all."

Mrs. Gereth, struck apparently by something in her tone, looked at her from a tremendous height. "Don't fail me now!" "Well, those things are between yourselves, and you seem to me both poor creatures at best." Mrs. Gereth spoke with a rich humor which tipped with light for an instant a real conviction. "I don't know what you've got in your veins: you absurdly exaggerated the difficulties. But enough is as good as a feast, and when once I get you abroad together—!" She checked herself as if from excess of meaning; what might happen when she should get them abroad together was to be gathered only from the way she slowly rubbed her hands. "I doubt if they'd bear it again!"