"It certainly merits its name--it is indeed a Wood House." "Dinah is going to build a lodge next year," returned Cedric.

"Lots of people refuse to believe there is a house in the wood, and lose themselves a dozen times before they find it.

Ah, there's Dinah on the look-out for us.

Jump down, Herrick; I will follow you directly.

I want to speak to Forbes about the mare." Malcolm did as he was told, and entered the long, softly-lighted hall.
Perhaps the sunshine had dazzled his eyes a little, but at that instant he thought it was a young girl who was advancing to meet him.