They've gone to Holland for the sea air." March had been talking for quantity in compassion of the embarrassment in which Burnamy seemed bound; but he questioned how far he ought to bring comfort to the young fellow merely because he liked him.

So far as he could make out, Burnamy had been doing rather less than nothing to retrieve himself since they had met; and it was by an impulse that he could not have logically defended to Mrs.March that he resumed.

"We found another friend of yours in Wurzburg: Mr.Stoller." "Mr.Stoller ?" Burnamy faintly echoed.
"Yes; he was there to give his daughters a holiday during the manoeuvres; and they made the most of it.

He wanted us to go to the parade with his family but we declined.

The twins were pretty nearly the death of General Triscoe." Again Burnamy echoed him.