We shall have him under your bedroom window with a guitar, like Don Giovanni." "I hope not, because it's so cold.

I don't think it likely, as he seems fond of going to bed early." "And it's the best thing for him," said Lady Clavering, becoming serious and carefully benevolent.

"It's quite a wonder what good hours and quiet living have done for him in so short a time.

I was observing him as he walked yesterday, and he put his feet to the ground as firmly almost as Hugh does." "Did he indeed?
I hope he won't have the habit of putting his hand down firmly as Hugh does sometimes." "As for that," said Lady Clavering, with a little tremor, "I don't think there's much difference between them.

They all say that when Lord Ongar means a thing he does mean it." "I think a man ought to have a way of his own." "And a woman also, don't you, my dear?
But, as I was saying, if Lord Ongar will continue to take care of himself he may become quite a different man.