Come, William, you will feel better for a little recreation.

You look pale from confinement.

Come; I cannot go without you." "Henry Thorne," said his friend, William Moreland, with an air more serious than that at first assumed, "let me in turn urge you to stay." "It is in vain, William," his friend said, interrupting him.
"I trust not, Henry.

Surely, my early friend and companion is not deaf to reason." "No, not to right reason." "Well, listen to me.

As I said at first, it is not the loss of a simple day, though even this is a serious waste of time, that I now take into consideration.