I see you are all right though, and that is enough for me.

Oh my sister--my darling Alice! Think what we have escaped!" So they went towards the house.

And when Major Buckley caught sight of Alice, riding between Doctor Mulhaus and Sam, he gave such a stentorian cheer that the retreating bushrangers must have heard it.
"Well ridden, gentlemen," he said.

"And who won the race?
Was it Widderin, or the Arabian, or the nondescript Sydney importation ?" "The Sydney importation, sir, would have beaten the Arabian, barring accident," said Jim.

"But, seriously speaking, I should have been far too late to be of any service." "And I," said the Doctor, "also.