Tennyson, though an eminent Grecian, is not related to the person you spoke of." We parted at the foot of Silver Street, with the expectation of meeting before night.

Helen sent me word not to fail, as she had sent for Mr.Somers, and that Mrs.Bancroft was already preparing tea.
Alice drove down there with me, to call on Mrs.Bancroft.The two ladies compared children, and by the time Alice was ready to go, Mr.
Somers arrived.

She staid a few moments more to chat with him, and when she went at last, told me Charles would come for me on his way from the mills.
My eyes wandered in the direction of Mr.Somers.His said: "No; go home with _me_." "Very well, Alice, whatever is convenient," I answered quietly.
Mrs.Bancroft was a motherly woman, and Mr.Bancroft was a fatherly man.

Five children sat round the tea-table, distinguished by the Bancroft nose.

Helen and I were seated each side of Mr.Somers.