It saves us the worry, and terrible wear and tear of a long explanation, and is a great relief for both.

At the very house! Why didn't you come up?
I should have been charmed to see you.' 'I knew that what I had to say would be better said after a night's reflection, when both of us were cool,' returned the son.
''Fore Gad, Ned,' rejoined the father, 'I was cool enough last night.
That detestable Maypole! By some infernal contrivance of the builder, it holds the wind, and keeps it fresh.

You remember the sharp east wind that blew so hard five weeks ago?
I give you my honour it was rampant in that old house last night, though out of doors there was a dead calm.
But you were saying'-- 'I was about to say, Heaven knows how seriously and earnestly, that you have made me wretched, sir.

Will you hear me gravely for a moment ?' 'My dear Ned,' said his father, 'I will hear you with the patience of an anchorite.

Oblige me with the milk.' 'I saw Miss Haredale last night,' Edward resumed, when he had complied with this request; 'her uncle, in her presence, immediately after your interview, and, as of course I know, in consequence of it, forbade me the house, and, with circumstances of indignity which are of your creation I am sure, commanded me to leave it on the instant.' 'For his manner of doing so, I give you my honour, Ned, I am not accountable,' said his father.