You see I'm informed. I'll take care how
I leave you again."
"You had better. I won't promise to wait for you so patiently next time."
"Don't talk to me about patient waiting! Sylvia, is it really, honestly
true I've only got three more weeks of it?"
"It's really, honestly true. Good-night, darling, you _must_ go home."
"And _you've_ only got three weeks more of being able to say that! I
suppose I must obey--but remember, _you'll_ have to promise to obey
pretty soon."
"I'll be glad to. Austin--"
"Yes, dear--Sylvia, I think your cheeks are softer than ever--
"I don't think Edith looks very well, do you?"
"Why, I thought she never was so pretty! But now you speak of it she
_does_ seem a little fagged--not fresh, the way you always are! Too much
gadding, I'm afraid."
"I'm afraid so. Couldn't you--?"
"My dear girl, leave all that to Peter--I've got _my_ hands full, keeping
_you_ in order. Sylvia, there's one thing this trip has convinced me
we've got to have, right away, and that's more motors.
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