At least, I think I will.

I don't neglect things wilfully, but it's so awfully hard to really get at it when the time comes.' The luncheon-bell rang, and Alice, with a cry of dismay, sped to her room.

She knew that her brother was to lunch at home to-day, and Richard was terrible in the matter of punctuality.
As Soon as the meal was over Alice hastened back to her low chair in the drawing-room.

Richard and his wife went together into the garden.
'What do you think Rodman's been advising me this morning ?' Mutimer said, speaking with a cigar in his mouth.

'It's a queer idea; I don't quite know what to think of it.