During those telegraphic days, when they were all thinking of business and making money, they seemed to have grown old.
But all that was over now, and they were a girl and a boy again.

Late in the afternoon, Harry went out and shot half-a-dozen partridges, which were cooked for supper, and Mrs.Loudon said that that seemed like the good old style of things.

She had feared that they were never going to have any more game on their table.
On the following Wednesday there was a half-holiday, and Harry was about to start off with his gun, when he proposed that Kate should go with him.
"But you're going after birds," said Kate, "and I can't go where you'll want to go--among the stubble and bushes." "Oh! I sha'n't go much after birds," said Harry.

"I wanted to borrow Captain Caseby's dog, but he's going to use him himself to-day, and so I don't expect to get much game.

But we can have a good walk in the woods." "All right," said Kate.