A very nice little dinner they had.

The captain carved the turkey, giving due honour to Mr Cheesacre as he did so; and when he nibbled his celery with his cheese, he was prettily jocose about the richness of the farmyard at Oileymead.
"He is the most generous man I ever met," said Mrs Greenow.
"So he is," said Captain Bellfield, "and we'll drink his health.

Poor old Cheesy! It's a great pity he shouldn't get himself a wife." "I don't know any man more calculated to make a young woman happy," said Mrs Greenow.
"No, indeed," said Miss Fairstairs.

"I'm told that his house and all about it is quite beautiful." "Especially the straw-yard and the horse-pond," said the Captain.

And then they drank the health of their absent friend.
It had been arranged that the ladies should go to church in the evening, and it was thought that Captain Bellfield would, perhaps, accompany them; but when the time for starting came, Kate and Charlie were ready, but the widow was not, and she remained,--in order, as she afterwards explained to Kate, that Captain Bellfield might not seem to be turned out of the house.