And, pray, what am I to do ?" Isabel asked, looking about her through the fading light, in which the limited landscape-gardening of the square took on a large and effective appearance.

"I don't imagine that you'll propose that you and I, for our amusement, shall drive about London in a hansom." "There's no reason we shouldn't stay here--if you don't dislike it.

It's very warm; there will be half an hour yet before dark; and if you permit it I'll light a cigarette." "You may do what you please," said Isabel, "if you'll amuse me till seven o'clock.

I propose at that hour to go back and partake of a simple and solitary repast--two poached eggs and a muffin--at Pratt's Hotel." "Mayn't I dine with you ?" Ralph asked.
"No, you'll dine at your club." They had wandered back to their chairs in the centre of the square again, and Ralph had lighted his cigarette.

It would have given him extreme pleasure to be present in person at the modest little feast she had sketched; but in default of this he liked even being forbidden.