"We all hope that you will soon bring a mistress home.

I said only this morning that you would never be settling down until you did.
"And now, will you take a glass of wine and a slice of cake, Squire ?" "Thank you, Mrs.Lechmere, I will; especially a piece of your cake.
Many and many a slice of it have I had here when a boy, and famously good it always was." Major Mallett ate two big slices of cake, drank a glass of wine, and refusing the offer of a second glass, got up to go, saying: "No, Mrs.Lechmere; I must not treat myself to another glass now.

I am going round to four or five other houses before I return to lunch, and I know that the tray will be put on the table everywhere.

I can say that I have eaten so much cake here that I cannot eat more.

But I know I shall have to drink a glass of wine at each place, and I can assure you that I am not accustomed to tipple in the morning.
"Ah, here come your two sons across the fields.