If Cristy's mother had asked me to get rid of a paying lodger, I should have told her to go to---- we won't say where, sir; you'll know where when you're married yourself.

The upshot of it is that I have offended my gentleman, for the sake of my girl: which last is a luxury I can't afford, unless I let the rooms again.

If you hear of a tenant, say what a good landlord I am, and what sweet pretty rooms I've got to let." I led the way to the bank of the river, before Mr.Toller could make any more requests.
We passed the side of the old cottage.

The door was open; and I saw Cristel employed in the kitchen.
My watch told me that I had still two or three minutes to spare; and my guilty remembrance of the message that I had pinned to the door suggested an immediate expression of regret.

I approached Cristel with a petition for pardon on my lips.