"Well, if you can give me any good reason for saying grace you will do more than the parson ever has," he said.
"Oh, Henry!" said Sylvia.
"It's the truth," said Henry.

"I've gone to meeting and heard how thankful I ought to be for things I haven't got, and things I have got that other folks haven't, and for forgiveness for breaking commandments, when, so far as I can tell, commandments are about the only things I've been able to keep without taxes--till I'm tired of it." "Wait till after supper," repeated the lawyer again, with smiling mystery.

He had a large, smooth face, with gray hair on the sides of his head and none on top.

He had good, placid features, and an easy expression.

He ate two platefuls of the flapjacks, then two pieces of cake, and a large slice of custard pie! He was very fond of sweets.
After supper was over Henry and Meeks returned to the sitting-room, and sat down beside the two front windows.