By-the-by, I passed him in Kennington Road just now; I wonder what he's doing about here at this time.

Been to the works, perhaps.' Whilst the portly man thus delivered himself, Lydia let her arm rest on Mr.Boddy's shoulder.

It was a caress which he sometimes received from her; he looked round at her affectionately, then continued to pay attention to the weighty words which fell from Mr.Bower.

Mrs.Bower, who was loss impressed by her husband's utterances, bent over her sewing.

In this way Lydia was able craftily to secure the measurement she needed.