He had seen more of the world than I, though he had not observed it so closely.

As we were about to leave, the door opened, and Phyllis, Ethel and her husband, Mr.Holland, entered.

For a moment the room was filled with the fragrance of October air and the essence of violets.

They had been in town a week.
They had been "doing" the Strand, so Ethel said, and thought they would make me a brief visit to see how "it was done," the foreign corresponding.

Mr.Wentworth and his wife were already domiciled at B----, and the young people were going over to enjoy the winter festivities.