"Well, for more than a week.

Did you meet them by chance ?" "Quite.

I had a vague idea that the Pomfrets and their niece were somewhere in Switzerland." "Vague idea!" cried the artist "Why, I told you all about it, and growled for five or six hours one evening here because I couldn't go with them." "So you did," said Warburton, "but I'm afraid I was thinking of something else, and when I started for the Alps, I had really forgotten all about it.

I made up my mind suddenly, you know.

We're having a troublesome time in Ailie Street, and it was holiday now or never.