He hardly ever mentioned Miss March's name.
On the fourth morning, I happened to ask him if he had told my father what had occurred here?
"No." I looked surprised.
"Did you wish me to tell him?
I will, if you like, Phineas." "Oh, no.

He takes little interest in strangers." Soon after, as he lingered about the parlour, John said: "Probably I may be late to-night.

After business hours I want to have a little talk with your father." He stood irresolutely by the fire.

I knew by his countenance that there was something on his mind.
"David." "Ay, lad." "Will you not tell me first what you want to say to my father ?" "I can't stay now.

To-night, perhaps.