I'll be glad of the tea, but I cannot make a meal--yet.

Is it true that my niece was absolutely alone in her flat on Monday night ?" Seeing that Miss Beale was consumed with anxiety to hear an intelligible version of the tragedy, Theydon at once recited all, or nearly all, that was known to him.

The only points he suppressed were those with reference to the gray car and the ivory skull.

The lady listened attentively and with more self-control than he gave her credit for.
Bates came in with a laden tray, on which a boiled egg appeared.

Mrs.
Bates had used her discretion, and decided that any one who had set out from Oxford so early in the day must be in need of more solid refreshment than tea and toast.