Our horse is called Moses.

Our--" "Oh, Janet," said Hester, "you're not leaving anything for us to tell!" "Very well," said Janet, "that's all." "My name," said Mary, "is Mary Rotheram.

I am the daughter of a doctor at Chiswick.

My brother and I are the Avories' guests.

I am fourteen.
Father has one of your pictures." "Good judge!" Mr.MacAngus said.
"Now, Macbeth," he said, pointing to Robert.
"My name isn't Macbeth," said Robert.
"No," said the artist, "but that's how I think of you.