"What are _you_ going to do with yourself ?" "Nothing in particular," he answered, with a smile.

"I shall just take my little dog to a chemist's and get its paw dressed, and then I shall walk on." "Don't you want any dinner ?" "Not yet.

I had a good breakfast, I daresay I'll have a glass of milk presently." "Well, if you come back here in half an hour I can drive you on a little further.

How would you like that ?" "Very much! But I'm afraid of troubling you----" "Oh, you won't do that!" said Meg with a defiant air.

"No man, young or old, has ever troubled _me_! I'm not married, thank the Lord!" And jumping from the cart, she began to pull out sundry cans, jars, and boxes, while Helmsley standing by with the small Charlie under his arm, wished he could help her, but felt sure she would resent assistance even if he offered it.