And his boots?
Oh, surely he is down at heel?
Do say that he's down at heel, Rosamund!" "What a happy girl you are, Bertha," said the other after a laugh.

"I sometimes think I would give anything to be like you." "Ah, but you don't know--you can t see into the gloomy depths, hidden from every eye but my own.

For instance, while here we sit, talking as if I hadn't a care in the world I am all the time thinking that I must go to Mr.Jollyman's--the grocer's, that is--as we haven't a lump of sugar in the house." "Then let me walk with you," said Rosamund.

"I oughtn't to have come worrying you to-day, before you had time to settle down.

Just let me walk with you to the grocer's, and then I'll leave you at peace." They presently went forth, and walked for some distance westward along Fulham Road.
"Here's Mr.Jollyman's," said Bertha.