"He can eat lunch at his own house," Mrs Dale afterwards said to Bell.

"And I've often seen him take a glass of sherry." While thinking of this, Mrs Dale made her own dinner.

If her brother-in-law would not eat at her board, neither would she eat at his.
And then in a few minutes Lily had on her hat, in place of that decorous, church-going bonnet which Crosbie was wont to abuse with a lover's privilege, feeling well assured that he might say what he liked of the bonnet as long as he would praise the hat.

"Only three days," she said, as she walked down with him across the lawn at a quick pace.

But she said it in a voice which made no complaint,--which seemed to say simply this,--that as the good time was to be so short, they must make the most of it.