Mike, Myra and Violet

- Hello, Mike!
- Hello, Myra. Hello, Violet. You’re looking nice, Violet.
- Would you like some ice-cream, Violet?
- No, thanks, Mike. I’m busy typing. Talk to me some other time. I have ninety-
nine pages to type by Friday.
- Never mind. Do you like riding, Violet?
- Sometimes.
- Would you like to come riding with me tonight, Violet?
- Not tonight, Mike. I’m going for a drive with Nigel.
- What about Friday?
- I’m going climbing with Miles.
- Hm! Oh, All right. Bye.
- Violet, he’s put something behind your typewriter.
- Is it something nice, Myra?
- No, it’s a spider.