Mr.Haward was ready to curse his luck that he was engaged elsewhere; but were not these Graces the children to whom he had used to send sugar-plums from Williamsburgh, years and years ago?
He vowed that the payment, which he had never received, he would take now with usury, and proceeded to salute the cheek of each protesting fair.

The ladies found him vastly agreeable; old and new friends crowded around him; he put forth his powers and charmed all hearts,--and all the while inwardly cursed the length of way to the gates, and the tardy progress thereto of his friends and neighbors.
But however slow in ebbing, the tide was really set toward home and dinner.

Darden, coming out of the vestry room, found the churchyard almost cleared, and the road in a cloud of dust.

The greater number of those who came a-horseback were gone, and there had also departed both berlins, the calash, and two chaises.

Mr.Haward was handing the three Graces into the coach with the chained coachman, Juba standing by, holding his master's horse.