MISS SPAULDING: "'Sh!"

GRINNIDGE: "You said you came for my advice."

RANSOM: "So I did. But I didn't promise to act upon it. Well!" He
goes toward the door.

GRINNIDGE, without troubling himself to rise: "Well, good luck to
you!"

MISS REED: "How droll they are with each other! Don't you LIKE to
hear them talk? Oh, I could listen all day."

GRINNIDGE, calling after Ransom: "You haven't told me your duck's
name."

MISS REED: "Is THAT what they call us? Duck! Do you think it's
very respectful, Nettie? I don't believe I like it. Or, yes, why
not? It's no harm--if I AM his duck!"

RANSOM, coming back: "Well, I don't propose to go shouting it round.
Her name is Miss Reed--Ethel Reed."

MISS REED: "How CAN he?"

GRINNIDGE: "Slender, willowy party, with a lot of blond hair that
looks as if it might be indigenous? Rather pensive-looking?"

MISS REED: "Indigenous! I should hope so!"