"It was half-past twelve when I got here." "Then we will leave at once," the Duke declared.

"I have nothing to do this morning, fortunately.

You don't care about driving, I know.

We'll walk.

It isn't half a mile." They turned into the street together.
"By the by," the Duke asked, "what has become of your brother's friends?
I mean the little party that we broke into so unceremoniously." "The Princess and Miss Le Mesurier are, I believe, in London," Andrew answered.