So I left those who should have loved me with an ill-concealed smile on their faces, and when I come here I am welcomed with tears of joy from those I have not known five years.

Bah! Here is my home, Buckley: let me live and die with you." "Live!" said the Major--"ay, while there's a place to live in; don't talk about dying yet, though,--we'll think of that presently.

I can't find words enough to give him welcome.

Wife, can you ?" "Not I, indeed," she said; "and what need?
He can see a warmer welcome in our faces than an hour's clumsy talk could give him.

I say, Doctor, you are welcome, now and for ever.