"And now, I know you want to be busy, though you are too civil to confess it; and I must be with that old fool Tardrew at ten, to settle accounts: he'll scold me if I do not--the precise old pedant--just as if I was his own child.

Good-bye." "Where are you going, Frederick ?" called Lucia, from the window; she had been watching the interview anxiously enough, and could see that it had ended well.
"To old Stot-and-kye at the farm: do you want anything ?" "No; only I thought you might be going to the yacht; and Valencia would have walked down with you.

She wants to find Major Campbell." "I want to scold Major Campbell," said Valencia, tripping out on the lawn in her walking dress.

"Why has he not been here an hour ago?
I will undertake to say that he was up at four this morning." "He waits to be invited, I suppose," said Scoutbush.
"I suppose I must do it," said Elsley to himself, sighing.
"Just like his primness," said Valencia.

"I shall go down and bring him up myself this minute, and Mr.Vavasour shall come with me.