I have come to say that any of the lots you may require are yours." "Oh, never mind--never mind," replied the timber-merchant, with a slight wave of his hand, "I have so much else to think of that I nearly had forgot it.

Just now, too, there are matters of a different kind from trade to attend to, so don't let it concern ye." As the timber-merchant spoke, as it were, down to him from a higher moral plane than his own, Giles turned to Mrs.Melbury.
"Grace is going to the House to-morrow," she said, quietly.

"She is looking out her things now.

I dare say she is wanting me this minute to assist her." Thereupon Mrs.Melbury left the room.
Nothing is more remarkable than the independent personality of the tongue now and then.

Mr.Melbury knew that his words had been a sort of boast.