He looked at it and grew silent.
A large dispatch-box stood beside Sir Stephen's plate.

He did not open it, but sent it to his room.
"I never read my letters before breakfast," he remarked.

"They spoil one's digestion.

I'm afraid the mail's heavy this morning, judging by the weight of the box; so that I shall be busy.

You two gentlemen will, I trust, amuse yourselves in your own way.