But at least you ought to be able to compare what you give up with what you choose, then decide freely.
Come!" "Come, dear Nell!" cried Harry.
"Harry, I am willing to follow you," replied the maiden.

At nine o'clock the last train through the tunnel started to convey Nell and her companions to the surface of the earth.

Twenty minutes later they alighted on the platform where the branch line to New Aberfoyle joins the railway from Dumbarton to Stirling.
The night was already dark.

From the horizon to the zenith, light vapory clouds hurried through the upper air, driven by a refreshing northwesterly breeze.

The day had been lovely; the night promised to be so likewise.
On reaching Stirling, Nell and her friends, quitting the train, left the station immediately.