I half feared that at this time of year, you know, house would be full.

I'll just shake hands with Colville and then be off.

You will let me come in after dinner, perhaps.

You and I must have a talk about money, you will remember." There was no time to answer; for Dormer Colville, perceiving their approach, was already hurrying down the steps of the veranda to meet them.

He laughed as he came, for John Turner's bulk made him a laughing matter in the eyes of most men, and his good humour seemed to invite them to frank amusement.
The greeting was, therefore, jovial enough on both sides, and after being introduced to Loo Barebone, Mr.Turner took his leave without farther defining his intentions for the evening.
"I do not think it matters much," Mrs.St.Pierre Lawrence said to her two guests, when he had left.