"The very thought of that place, with its smell of stale beer and those awful creatures behind the bar, makes me shiver," he confessed.

"I shall walk for an hour before lunch in Kensington Gardens.

If I have a moment to spare I shall run into the Museum and spend a little time with the mosaics.
What a charming effect the sunlight has coming through those trees, Burton! I want you to come down and see my rooms sometime.

I have picked up a few trifles that I think you would appreciate." "I will come with pleasure," Burton replied.

"This afternoon, if you could spare a few minutes ?" the auctioneer suggested.