"Let us go!" "Come along then," he said gaily.

"The boat is just here.

You'll have to hold the lantern.

Mind how you get on board." As he pushed out from the bank, he told her something of his arrangements.
"There's a motor waiting--not the one Polly usually hires, but it's quite a decent little car.

By the way, she has gone straight up to Town from Wynhampton; said we should do our eloping best alone.