"I'll wait on Mr.Knight myself.

You can lay the supper in the parlour if you've a mind to be useful.

There'll be four to lay for." Columbine turned with something of a pounce.

"No, there won't! There'll be three," she said.

"If that--oaf--stays to supper, I go without!" "Good gracious!" ejaculated Mrs.Peck.
Rufus came out of his silence.