They start by this evening's boat, and as the dearly beloved cousin is sure to go to see you first, I shall ask him to take my note.

Entre nous, I don't believe he is particularly anxious to go.

And you?
I expect every time I come near the Cottage, I shall hear you singing your mother's favourite song: 'Alas! I scarce can go or creep, Now Lubin is away.' Lubin! What a name! Mind you come, whatever else you do.

Think of the importance of the subject.

Dresses, my dear, wedding-dresses! "Ever yours, "BELLA." Lucia read Bella's effusion hastily through, and gave it to her mother.
Mrs.Costello laughed as she finished it.
"When will you go on this important errand ?" she asked.
"Oh! not to-day, mamma, I am tired, and they don't really want me.