I shall have nothing for Emily's tea.' Emily protested that it was needless to get unusual things on her account.
'We must do what we can to make you comfortable, my dear.

I can't keep a table like that you are accustomed to, but that I know you don't expect.
Which way are you going to walk this afternoon?
If you pass a shop you might get a cake, or buns, whichever you like.' 'Well, I thought we might have a turn over the Heath,' said Mr.Hood.
'However, we'll see what we can do.' A thought of some anxious kind appeared suddenly to strike Mrs.Hood; she leaned forward in her chair, seemed to listen, then started up and out of the room.
Emily sat where she could not see her father eating; it pained, exasperated her to be by him whilst he made such a meal.

He ate slowly, with thought of other things; at times his eye wandered to the window, and he regarded the sky in a brooding manner.

He satisfied his hunger without pleasure, apparently with indifference.

Shortly after three o'clock the two started for their walk.