He'll probably do the same himself.

And no one else will know.

We'll let you leave as early as you like in the morning, but not before.

Come, that's settled, isn't it?
Go and get Rupert a shake-down, little 'un, and give him a decent feed with plenty of corn in it! No, let her, man; let her! She likes doing it, eh, Dot girl ?" "Yes, I like it," Dot said, and hurriedly disappeared before Hill could intervene.
Jack turned to his wife.

"Now, missis! Go and make ready upstairs! It's only a little room, Fletcher, but it's snug.