He must have some kind of a house warming, he said, for he was altogether too lonely up there.

Mrs.
Goddard would bring Eleanor, of course; they would dine early--it would not be late for the little girl.

If they all liked they could call it tea instead of dinner.

Of course everything was topsy-turvy in the Hall, but they would excuse that.

He hoped to establish friendly relations with his vicar and with his tenant--his fair tenant.