He bade me say that he hopes you will remain here, for that none of the rooms could be got ready, at such a short notice.
"He has not written, for he hates writing, which is a thing that he has small occasion for.

I was to tell you that his heart rejoiced, at the thought of seeing you again, and that his love for you is as warm as it was when you were a boy and girl together." "This is my son, Rajbullub.

He has often heard me speak of you." "Yes, indeed," Dick said, warmly.

"I heard how you saved her from being bitten by a cobra, when she was a little girl." "Ah! The young lord speaks our tongue," Rajbullub said, with great pleasure.

"We wondered whether you would have taught it to him.