"She's out." Jerry returned to his smouldering fire and proceeded to encourage it with the bellows till, by the time the tea came up, the flames were leaping and crackling cheerfully in the little grate.
"And now," said Diana, as they settled themselves for a comfortable yarn over the teacups, "tell me all the news.

Oh by the way, what's your important message?
I don't believe"-- regarding him severely--"that you've got one at all.

It was just an excuse." "It wasn't, honour bright.

It's from Miss de Gervais--she sent me round to see you expressly.

You know, while Errington's away I call at her place for orders like the butcher's boy every morning.