Let's go to dinner.

Mr Crosbie, will you take my niece Lilian." And then, offering his own arm to Bell, he walked off to the dining-room.
"If he scolds mamma any more, I'll go away," said Lily to her companion; by which it may be seen that they had all become very intimate during the long day that they had passed together.
Mrs Dale, after remaining for a moment on the bridge, went in to her tea.

What succedaneum of mutton chop or broiled ham she had for the roast duck and green peas which were to have been provided for the family dinner we will not particularly inquire.

We may, however, imagine that she did not devote herself to her evening repast with any peculiar energy of appetite.

She took a book with her as she sat herself down,--some novel, probably, for Mrs Dale was not above novels,--and read a page or two as she sipped her tea.