I've an excellent memory, thank God! And I perfectly remember that everybody was drowned upon that occasion--except yourself and the child!" "My love you're beside yourself--" "I was beside myself to take charge of your--" "Mother ?" interposed Winifred.
"It's of no use," observed Thames quietly, but with a look that chilled the little damsel's heart;--"my resolution is taken." "You at least appear to forget that Mr.Kneebone is coming, my dear," ventured Mr.Wood.
"Good gracious! so I do," exclaimed his amiable consort.

"But you _do_ agitate me so much.

Come into the parlour, Winifred, and dry your eyes directly, or I'll send you to bed.

Mr.Wood, I desire you'll put on your best things, and join us as soon as possible.

Thames, you needn't tidy yourself, as you've hurt your arm.