The diving-raft bobbed up and down.

Only yesterday she had tried to teach him how to swim.

After all, he was only a bally haberdasher's clerk; he would never be anything more than that.
More guests for dinner, which Thomas also had in his room, despite Killigrew's protests.

The villa would be filled for a whole week, and a merry dance he would have to avoid the guests.

At nine, just as he was on the point of going to bed, the second man knocked for admittance.
"Miss Killigrew wishes you to come aboard the visiting yacht at ten, sir." "Offer Miss Killigrew my excuses.