Alice, I'm going up-stairs to begin the final packing." "I'll come with you, dear." "No, don't.

To tell the truth I'm only going into that man's room because he won't put up a single thing of his own decently.

We'll do ours, of course, when we go up to bed.

Whatever you disarrange to-night, Master George, you must rearrange for yourself to-morrow morning, for I promise I won't go into your room at five o'clock." "How I do hate that early work," said George.
"I'll be down again very soon," said Kate.

"Then we'll take one turn on the bridge and go to bed." Alice and George were left together sitting in the balcony.