No sooner had he done it than he said, "What on earth made us wait all this time here?
I'm hungry, my dear; I want supper." "That is because you have had a disappointment.

I know you, papa," said Annette.
"Yes, it's rather a damper about old Mart Tinman," her father assented.
"Or else I have n't recovered the shock of smashing that glass, and visit it on him.

But, upon my honour, he's my only friend in England, I have n't a single relative that I know of, and to come and find your only friend making a donkey of himself, is enough to make a man think of eating and drinking." Annette murmured reproachfully: "We can hardly say he is our only friend in England, papa, can we ?" "Do you mean that young fellow?
You'll take my appetite away if you talk of him.

He's a stranger.

I don't believe he's worth a penny.