I'm going by the stable.

Let me send Seth right up with the carriage, won't you ?" "No, no! Bless my soul! Thinks I'm made of money, don't she! No, no! I can walk." And the old half-crazy glare came into his eyes.
Mercy went nearer to him, and laid her hand gently on his.
"Mr.Wheeler," said she, "you did something very kind for me once: now won't you do something once more,--just once?
I want you to go home in the carriage.

It is a terribly cold day, and the streets are very icy.

I nearly fell several times myself coming over here.

You will certainly take a terrible cold, if you walk this morning.