He has got the carriage and horses.

We are to have some dinner, and to start in an hour.

The landlady is putting us up a huge basket of provisions.

It seems enough for a company of soldiers.

The Professor encourages her, and whispers to me that it may be a week before we can get any food again.
He has been shopping too, and has sent home such a wonderful lot of fur coats and wraps, and all sorts of warm things.