Tell Mrs. Van Geist if she can't come down, I'll run up to her.
Mrs. Van Geist fixed her niece with a sudden look of suspicion.
A lovely girl, my dear Mrs. Van Dam,' she said; 'a privilege to know her.
I'm pretty sure that Mrs. Van Dam dislikes to see us together.
We all laughed hysterically, and then Mrs. Van Dam and John went away.
Kitty was with them, and she darted towards me, but Mrs. Van Dam was before her.
The dealer had lost patience and had sent for the picture; the van told the story.
Had he not been sure of getting it he would not have sent the van.
We were the third from the van, and we all anchored within canister range.
"I'll lead the van," answered Mr. Trant, and then all was settled.