I had planned, instead, a pleasant walk up along the riverside to a spring some distance above.

I mean to procure a supply of this delicious mint--for mint juleps," he added affably.
"Come with me," I urged.

I was about to walk out myself.

Together we bade adieu to Miss Caroline.
But the minister's walk ended at my own door.

In the cool gloom of my little library I asked him if he would be good enough to excuse me a moment, indicating the broad couch beneath the window.
"With pleasure, Major!" and he sank among the restful pillows.