I will call to-morrow.

By-the-bye, I am to see a little patient at Mr Bonnycastle's: if it is any accommodation, I will take your son with me." "It will be a great accommodation, Doctor," replied Mr Easy.
"Then, my dear sir, I will just go up and see how Mrs Easy is, and to-morrow I will call at ten.

I can wait an hour.

Good-night." "Good-night, Doctor." The doctor had his game to play with Mrs Easy.

He magnified her husband's accident--he magnified his wrath, and advised her by no means to say one word, until he was well and more pacified.