'It's about the most unprofitable thing anyone can argue about.' 'Have you had your tea ?' Mrs.Bower asked of Lydia.
'No; but I mustn't stop to have any, thank you, Mrs.Bower.Thyrza 'll think I'm never coming home.

I only looked in just to ask Mary to come and have tea with us tomorrow.' Ackroyd rose to depart.
'If I see Holmes I'll tell him you'll look in on Monday, Mr.Boddy.' 'Thank you, Mr.Ackroyd, thank you; no fear but I'll be there, sir.' He nodded a leave-taking and went.
'Some work, grandad ?' Lydia asked, moving to sit by Mr.Boddy.
'Yes, my dear; the thing as keeps the world a-goin'.

How's the little 'un ?' 'Why, I don't think she seems very well.

I didn't want her to go to work this morning, but she couldn't make up her mind to stay at home.
The hot weather makes her restless.' 'It's dreadful tryin'!' sighed Mrs.Bower.
'But I really mustn't stay, and that's the truth.' She rose from her chair.

'Where do you think I've been, Mary?
Mrs.Isaacs sent round this morning to ask if I could give her a bit of help.