I was glad when Cousin Charles came in, looking at his watch.

"Send off the babies, Alice, and ring the bell for breakfast." She sent out the two youngest, put little Edward in his chair, and breakfast began.
"Mrs.Morgeson," said Charles, "the horses will be ready to take you round Rosville.

We will call on Dr.Price, for you to see the kind of master Cassandra will have.

I have already spoken to him about receiving a new pupil." "Oh, I am homesick at the idea of school and a master," I said.
Mother tried in vain to look hard-hearted, and to persuade that it was good for me, but she lost her appetite, with the thought of losing me, which the mention of Dr.Price brought home.

The breakfast was as well adapted to a delicate taste as the preceding supper.