They are such a harmonious couple." "Yes," said Garth, "but no one could help being a harmonious couple, who had married Lady Ingleby." "What grammar!" laughed Jane.

"But I know what you mean, and I am glad you think so highly of Myra.

She is a dear! Only do make haste and paint her and get her off your mind, so as to be free for Pauline Lister." The sun-dial pointed to seven o'clock.

The rooks had circled round the elms and dropped contentedly into their nests.
"Let us go in," said Jane, rising.

"I am glad we have had this talk," she added, as he walked beside her across the lawn.
"Yes," said Garth.