We couldn't see a thing, and then I got loster and loster.

At last we just sat under a tree.

There was nothing more to do!" Then, apparently, Jeremy had slept, and had, finally, been found in the proper romantic manner by Jim and his father.
"Well, all's well that ends well," said Aunt Amy, with a sniff.

In spite of that momentary softness over the defeat of the Dean's Ernest she liked her young nephew no better than of old.

She had desired that he should be punished for this, but as she looked at the melting eyes of Mrs.Cole and Miss Jones she had very little hope.
Mary was forgotten; no one noticed her.
"Bed," said Mrs.Cole.
"Really, what a terrible affair," said Miss Jones.