"Since we are both walking to town, we might as well walk together.

Don't you want me to break some cherry blossoms for your parlour ?" "Yeth, if you please," replied Vinie, and the two went up the sunny road to Charlottesville.
Back at Fontenoy, in the blue room, Rand, resting in the easy chair beside the window, left the consideration of Adam and Adam's talk, and gave his mind to the approaching hour in the Fontenoy drawing-room.

He both desired and dreaded that encounter.

Would Miss Churchill be there?
Aided by the homely friendliness of her cousin's house on the Three-Notched Road, he had met her and conversed with her without being greatly conscious of any circumstance other than that she was altogether beautiful, and that he loved her.

But this was not Mrs.Selden's, this was Fontenoy.