Is there no person who would undertake the management of the mere business part of the arrangements ?" "Yes," Maurice answered a little reluctantly.

"I dare say there is." "As for the breaking up of the household, I should think my uncle would like to give the directions himself, and I do not see what more you could do; and for anything regarding his comfort, could not you trust to those old friends you spoke of ?" Maurice shook his head impatiently.
"They are going away--for anything I know, they may be gone now.

No, Louisa, your schemes are very good, but they will not do.

I must go myself; that is, if I can." "And the fact of the matter is that you want me to help you to persuade grandpapa that he can spare you." "Will you help me?
I know it will be hard.

I would not ask him if I were not half wild with anxiety." Lady Dighton looked at her cousin's face, which was indeed full of excitement.
"What a good son you are, Maurice," she said slowly.
Maurice felt the blood rush to his very temples.
"I am a dreadful humbug," he said, feeling that the confession must come.