"Missis is gone in carriage--Not at this door!-Take them things down the area steps, young man!" bawls out the domestic.

This latter speech was addressed to a pastrycook's boy, with a large sugar temple and many conical papers containing delicacies for dessert.

"Mind the hice is here in time; or there'll be a blow-up with your governor,"-- and John struggled back, closing the door on the astonished Colonel.
"Upon my life, they actually shut the door in our faces," said the poor gentleman.
"The man is very busy, sir.

There's a great dinner.

I'm sure my aunt would not refuse you," Clive interposed.