What do you say to a slice of cold roast beef and some apple pie ?" "Nay, mother, I'm not beef hungry.

I'll have the apple pie, and a pitcher of new milk." "And then thou must go to bed and settle thyself with a good, deep sleep." "To be sure, mother.

Joy tires a man as trouble does, but a deep sleep will rest and steady me." So John went to the deep, steadying sleep he needed; it was Mrs.Hatton who watched the midnight hours away in anxious thought and careful forebodings.

She had not worried much about Harry's passion for Lucy Lugur.

She was sure that his Mediterranean trip would introduce him to girls so much lovelier than Lucy that he would practically have forgotten her when he returned.