We shall be just in time for dinner.

I'll bring you back this evening." "I don't know," hesitated Sibylla.

The truth was, she had expected Frederick Massingbird to come for her.

"I--think--I'll--go," she slowly said, apparently balancing some point in her mind.
"If you do go, you should make haste and put your things on," suggested Miss Amilly.

And Sibylla acquiesced, and left the room.
"Has Mr.Jan been told that the tea's ready, I wonder ?" cried Miss Deborah.
Mr.Jan apparently had been told, for he entered as she was speaking: and Master Cheese--his apron off and his hair brushed--with him.