I do not see the man often, myself, and I will take good care I don't put myself in the way of meeting him, for the present, at any rate.
Don't ride over there today." "Very well, father.

I will ride over and see Harry Jervoise.

I promised him that I would come over one day this week." It was a ten-mile ride, and, as he entered the courtyard of Mr.
Jervoise's fine old mansion, he leapt off his horse, and threw the reins over a post.

A servant came out.
"The master wishes to speak to you, Master Carstairs." "No ill news, I hope, Charlie ?" Mr.Jervoise asked anxiously, as the lad was shown into the room, where his host was standing beside the carved chimney piece.
"No, sir, there is nothing new.

My father thought that I had better be away today, in case any trouble should arise out of what took place yesterday, so I rode over to see Harry.