There were sitting-places, just there, out of the full light, cushioned benches in the thick wide spread of old mulberry-boughs.

A large book of facts lay in the young man's lap, and Nanda had come out to him, half an hour before luncheon, somewhat as Beatrice came out to Benedick: not to call him immediately indeed to the meal, but mentioning promptly that she had come at a bidding.

Mr.Longdon had rebuked her, it appeared, for her want of attention to their guest, showing her in this way, to her pleasure, how far he had gone toward taking her, as he called it, into the house.
"You've been thinking of yourself," Vanderbank asked, "as a mere clerk at a salary, and you now find that you're a partner and have a share in the concern ?" "It seems to be something like that.

But doesn't a partner put in something?
What have I put in ?" "Well--ME, for one thing.

Isn't it your being here that has brought me down ?" "Do you mean you wouldn't have come for him alone?
Then don't you make anything of his attraction?
You ought to," said Nanda, "when he likes you so." Vanderbank, longing for a river, was in white flannels, and he took her question with a happy laugh, a handsome face of good humour that completed the effect of his long, cool fairness.