'You learn Greek and Latin when you are children; it ought to be the same with us.

I am impatient; I want to read straight on.' 'You very soon will,' he replied absently.

Then, having glanced at the windows, which were suddenly illumined with a broad slant of sunlight, he asked: 'Will you come out?
It will be delightful after the rain.' Annabel was humming over dactylics.

She put her book aside with reluctance.
'I'll go and ask my cousin.' Egremont averted his face.

Annabel went up to Paula's room, knocked, and entered.