Mr Farquhar says he'll teach us how to dress them in the way he learnt in Germany, if we can get him some hock.

Do you think papa will let us have some ?" "Was Mr Farquhar with you ?" asked Jemima, a dull light coming into her eyes.
"Yes; we told him this morning that mamma wanted us to take some old linen to the lame man at Scaurside Farm, and that we meant to coax Mrs Denbigh to let us go into the wood and gather strawberries," said Elizabeth.
"I thought he would make some excuse and come," said the quick-witted Mary, as eager and thoughtless an observer of one love-affair as of another, and quite forgetting that, not many weeks ago, she had fancied an attachment between him and Jemima.
"Did you?
I did not," replied Elizabeth.

"At least I never thought about it.

I was quite startled when I heard his horse's feet behind us on the road." "He said he was going to the farm, and could take our basket.

Was not it kind of him ?" Jemima did not answer, so Mary continued: "You know it's a great pull up to the farm, and we were so hot already.