'I want some things you can't very well get me, and then I ought to go and see the Redwings.

I might persuade Beatrice to come to us for a day or two.' 'Do so by all means.

You're quite sure,' he added with a smile, 'that I couldn't save you the trouble of the journey?
I have no objection to visiting the Redwings.' 'I think it will be better if I go myself,' replied Mrs.Rossall, with a far-off look.

'I might call on one or two other people.' Having decided this point, she found herself able to crack the egg.

The anticipation of her day in London made her quite gay throughout the meal.
The carriage was at the door by ten o'clock, to drive to Dealing, the nearest station, some four miles away.