Dudley Sowerby hoped he might win the maiden.
He and Victor walked in company Westward.

The shop of Boyle and Luckwort, chemists, was not passed on this occasion.

Dudley grieved that he had to be absent from the next Concert for practise, owing to his engagement to his mother to go down to the family seat near Tunbridge Wells.

Victor mentioned his relatives, the Duvidney maiden ladies, residing near the Wells.

They measured the distance between Cronidge and Moorsedge, the two houses, as for half an hour on horseback.
Nesta told her father at home that the pair of them had been observed confidentially arm in arm, and conversing so profoundly.
'Who, do you think, was the topic ?' Victor asked.
She would not chase the little blue butterfly of a guess..