But I do care for him very much, mamma.

He is such a duck of an Apollo.

I shall always call him Apollo; Phoebus Apollo! And when I draw his picture he shall have a mallet in his hand instead of a bow.

Upon my word I am very much obliged to Bernard for bringing him down here; and I do wish he was not going away the day after to-morrow." "The day after to-morrow!" said Mrs Dale.

"It was hardly worth coming for two days." "No, it wasn't,--disturbing us all in our quiet little ways just for such a spell as that,--not giving one time even to count his rays." "But he says he shall perhaps come again," said Bell.
"There is that hope for us," said Lily.