And we can be there to-morrow night or the next morning!' He considered it.

He wanted exercise and loved this mountain-land; his inclinations melted into hers; though he had reasons for hesitating.
'Well, we'll send on my portmanteau and your boxes in the cart; we'll walk it.

You're a capital walker, you're a gallant comrade; I wouldn't wish for a better.' He wondered, as he spoke, whether any true-hearted gentleman besides himself would ever think the same of this lonely girl.
Her eyes looked a delighted 'No-really ?' for the sweetest on earth to her was to be prized by her brother.
She hastened forward.

'We will go down and have our last meal at home,' she said in the dialect of the country.

'We have five eggs.