I am to take the chair.

I have just promised Mrs.Westmacott that I will do so.

But it has turned chilly, and it is time that the girls were indoors.

Good night! I shall look out for you after breakfast for our constitutional, Admiral." The old sailor looked after his friend with a twinkle in his eyes.
"How old is he, mother ?" "About fifty, I think." "And Mrs.Westmacott ?" "I heard that she was forty-three." The Admiral rubbed his hands, and shook with amusement.

"We'll find one of these days that three and two make one," said he.