Where is The Pilot gone?
Why doesn't he stay where he belongs?
I wish to Heaven he would get through with his absurd rambling." "He's gone where he was sent," I replied shortly.

"You don't set much store by him when he does come round.

He is gone on an exploring trip through the Dog Lake country.

He'll be back by the end of next week." "I say, bring him up, for Heaven's sake," said The Duke, "he may be of some use, and anyway it will be a new face for her, poor child." Then he added, rather penitently: "I fear this thing is getting on to my nerves.
She almost drove me out to-day.

Don't lay it up against me, old chap." It was a new thing to hear The Duke confess his need of any man, much less penitence for a fault.