Her son was at Hastings with his nurses.

She had nothing nearer and dearer than the spaniel.
She rose and went over to her husband, and let him kiss her.

It would have been too much to say that she kissed him; but she submitted her lips unresistingly to his, and then they sat down on opposite sides of the hearth.
'A wretched afternoon,' said his lordship, shivering, and drawing his chair closer to the fire.

Steadman had taken away his fur-lined cloak.
'I had really underrated the disagreeableness of the English climate.

It is abominable!' 'To-day is not a fair sample,' answered her ladyship, trying to be cheerful; 'we have had some pleasant autumn days.' 'I detest autumn!' exclaimed Lord Maulevrier.