My own nerve, I regret to say, is not quite what it was.

Waiter, I will take a liqueur of the old brandy in a large glass." The brandy was brought, but the professor seemed haunted by memories and his spirits never wholly returned.

Not until the lights were turned down and Tavernake had paid the bill, did he partially recover his former manner.
"Dear child," he said, as they stood up together, "I cannot tell you what the pleasure has been of this brief reunion." She rested her fingers upon his shoulders and looked up into his face.
"Father," she begged, softly, "come to me.

I can keep you, if you don't mind for a short time being poor.

You shall have all my salary except just enough for my clothes, and anything will do for me to wear.