He is coming again at mid-day.

She suffers very much; but we will not give up hope, you and I;' and I bade Kitty carry it to her aunt.
When Mr.Hamilton returned, he brought a little covered basket with him, and bade me rather peremptorily take my luncheon while he watched beside the patient.
This act of thoughtfulness touched me.

I wondered who had packed the basket: there was the wing of a chicken, some delicate slices of tongue, a roll, and some jelly.

A little note lay at the bottom: 'Giles has asked me to provide a tempting luncheon: he says you have had a sad night with poor Miss Locke, and are looking very tired.

Poor Ursula! you are spending all your strength on other people.
'In another half-hour I shall leave Gladwyn.