May I remind you that you promised me some flowers from Cheddar ?' 'Oh, so I did,' exclaimed the other in a tone of natural recollection.
'I have brought them, scientifically pressed between blotting-paper.
I'll fetch them.' When she returned it was together with Miss Barfoot, and the conversation became livelier.
A day or two after this Everard left town, and was away for three weeks, part of the time in Ireland.
'I left London for a while,' he wrote from Killarney to his cousin, 'partly because I was afraid I had begun to bore you and Miss Nunn.
Don't you regret giving me permission to call upon you?
The fact is, I can't live without intelligent female society; talking with women, as I talk with you two, is one of my chief enjoyments.

I hope you won't get tired of my visits; in fact, they are all but a necessity to me, as I have discovered since coming away.

But it was fair that you should have a rest.' 'Don't be afraid,' Miss Barfoot replied to this part of his letter.

'We are not at all weary of your conversation.

The truth is, I like it much better than in the old days.