I hear to-day that the young ladies at the Vicarage with their governess are to go on Monday to Devonshire." "Good," said Mr Armstrong, decidedly relieved.
"When does your ward return ?" said the doctor.

"I dislike this London business altogether.

Oliphant is not to be trusted with a boy of his delicate make.

You should have stopped it." The tutor said nothing, but looked decidedly dejected.

He was greatly tempted to confide the difficulties of the situation to his friend.