The new people kept up the name for a good twenty years--'Taylor, late Meynell, established 1693,' that's what was painted on the board above the window--but they've dropped the name of Meynell now.

People forget old names, you see, and it's no use keeping to them after they're forgotten." Yes, the old names are forgotten, the old people fade off the face of the earth.

The romance of Matthew Haygarth seemed to come to a lame and impotent conclusion in this dull record of dealers in carpeting.
"You can't remember what part of England it was that Christian Meynell's daughter went to when she married ?" "No.

It wasn't a matter I took much interest in.

I don't think I ever spoke to the young woman above three times in my life, though she lived in the same street, and though her brother and I often met each other at the Cat and Salutation, where there used to be a great deal of talk about the war and Napoleon Bonaparte in those days." "Have you any idea of the time at which she was married ?" I inquired.
"Not as to the exact year.