But he thought it would not be the speech of a gentleman.

Instead he said, "Thank you." Then he braced himself, and added: "Please don't let my love cause you any sorrow.

It has been nothing but a joy to me.
Good-night and good-bye." He did not even offer to shake hands in parting.

They went into the hallway together, and leaving the rest of the party, who were already raiding the larder for an impromptu supper, to their own devices, they passed upstairs, Miss Pierce to bathe her eyes and Peter to pack his belongings.
"Where are Helen and Stirling ?" inquired Mr.Pierce when the time came to serve out the Welsh rarebit he was tending.
"They'll be along presently," said Watts.

"Helen forgot something, and they went back after it." "They will be properly punished by the leathery condition of the rarebit, if they don't hurry.