"Come, let us have some music." "'And the cares which infest the day,'" added Verry.
I had scarcely been in the parlor since my return, though the fact had not been noticed.

Our tacit compact was that we should be ignorant of each other's movements.

I ran up to my room for some music, and, not having a lamp, stumbled over my shawl and bonnet and various bundles which somebody had deposited on the floor.

I went down by the back way, to the kitchen; Fanny was there alone, standing before the fire, and whistling a sharp air.
"Did you carry my bonnet and shawl upstairs ?" "I did." "Will you be good enough to take this music to the parlor for me ?" She turned and put her hands behind her.

"Who was your waiter last year ?" "I had one," putting the leaves under her arm; they fluttered to the floor, one by one.
"You must pick them up, or we shall spend the night here, and father is waiting for me." "Is he ?" and she began to take them up.
"I am quite sure, Fanny, that I could punish you awfully.