Whatever you do with 'em let 'em know and feel the truth.

It'll be the best in the long run." "I'm sometimes happy when I think that I shan't live to see the long run," said the baronet.

This was the manner in which they tried to be merry that evening after dinner at Wharton Hall.

The two girls sat listening to their seniors in contented silence,--listening or perhaps thinking of their own peculiar troubles, while Arthur Fletcher held some book in his hand which he strove to read with all his might.
There was not one there in the room who did not know that it was the wish of the united families that Arthur Fletcher should marry Emily Wharton, and also that Emily had refused him.

To Arthur of course the feeling that it was so could not but be an additional vexation; but the knowledge had grown up and had become common in the two families without any power on his part to prevent so disagreeable a condition of affairs.