That gentleman, coming up the river in his boat, had captured the truant canoe, and divining what had happened, had thought to steal a march upon Miss Hazeltine at her sketch.

He had unexpectedly brought down two birds with one stone; and as he looked upon the pair of flushed and breathless culprits, the pleasant human instinct of the matchmaker softened his heart.
'Well, I call that cool,' he repeated; 'you seem to count very securely upon Uncle Ned.

But look here, Gid, I thought I had told you to keep away ?' 'To keep away from Maidenhead,' replied Gid.

'But how should I expect to find you here ?' 'There is something in that,' Mr Bloomfield admitted.

'You see I thought it better that even you should be ignorant of my address; those rascals, the Finsburys, would have wormed it out of you.