"I'm afraid Ash is prejudiced." "Ash was doing the honours with all his might," said the doctor, gruffly; "handing round cider by the hogshead.

Hallo! the speeches must be really all over," he said, for, above vociferous cheering, the strains of the National Anthem could just be discerned.
Peter came striding across the terrace, and looked in at the open window.
"Are you better again, mother ?" he called.

"Could you come out now?
They've done at last, but they're calling for you." "Yes, yes; I'm quite ready.

I won't be so silly again," said Lady Mary.
But Peter did not listen.

"Why--" he said, and stopped short.
"Surely you haven't forgotten Sarah," said Lady Mary, laughing--"your little playmate Sarah?
But perhaps I ought to say Miss Hewel now." "How do you do, Sir Peter ?" said Sarah, in a very stately manner.