When I talk to you, Van, I want a cool head to listen.

You do nothing but yawn yard-measures.' The mouth of the weary youth instinctively snapped short the abhorred emblem.
'Here, I will help you, Van.' In spite of his remonstrances and petitions for talk, she took off his coat and waistcoat, contemptuously criticizing the cloth of foreign tailors and their absurd cut.
'Have you heard from Louisa ?' asked Evan.
'Yes, yes--about your sisters by-and-by.

Now, be good, and go to bed.' She still treated him like a boy, whom she was going to force to the resolution of a man.
Dandy's sleeping-room was on the same floor as Evan's.

Thither, when she had quitted her son, she directed her steps.

She had heard Dandy tumble up-stairs the moment his duties were over, and knew what to expect when the bottles had been in his way; for drink made Dandy savage, and a terror to himself.