It is three o'clock in the morning, or thereabouts, at home, you must remember.

Miss Thornton, I hope you have got over your journey." "Yes, and I can laugh at all my mishaps now," she replied; "I have just got homely and comfortable here, but we must make one more move, and that will be the last for me.

Mary and Mr.Troubridge have taken up their country to the south-west, and as soon as he has got our house built, we are going to live there." "It is not far, I hope," said I.
"A trifle: not more than ten miles," said Miss Thornton; "they call the place Toonarbin.

Mary's run joins the Major's on two sides, and beyond again, we already have neighbours, the Mayfords.

They are on the river again; but we are on a small creek towards the ranges.