The old piano here was a bad one, and I bought a better." "What did it cost ?" repeated Miss Carlyle.
"A hundred and twenty guineas," he answered.

Obedience to her will was yet powerful within him.
Miss Corny threw up her hands and eyes.

But at that moment Peter entered with some hot water which his master had rung for.

Mr.Carlyle rose and looked on the side-board.
"Where is the wine, Peter ?" The servant put it out, port and sherry.

Mr.Carlyle drank a glass, and then proceeded to mix some wine and water.