Nothing like the South.

The sunshine gets into your blood.

By Jove! what a difference, eh?
Remember when we started for Nice ?" He stood, legs apart and hands on hips, looking down on her with as much pride as if he had wrought the miracle himself.
"Get some more chairs, dear," said Barbara.
By good fortune seeing one of the gardeners in the near distance, I hailed him and shouted the necessary orders.

That is the one disadvantage of summer: during the whole of that otherwise happy season, Barbara expects me to be something between a scene-shifter and a Furniture Removing Van.
The chairs were fetched from a far-off summer house and we settled down.
Jaffery lit his pipe, smiled at Doria, and met a very wistful look.

He held her eyes for a space, and laid his great hand very gently on hers.
"I know what you're thinking of," he said, with an arresting tenderness in his deep voice.