What are we to do now, Fanny ?" "I suppose I had better go home," said Mrs.Robarts.

"I will go and put my things up, and then I will send James for them." "Wait till after lunch, and then you will be able to kiss my mother before you leave us." "No, Justinia; I cannot wait.

I must answer Mr.Robarts by this post, and I must think what I have to say to him.

I could not write that letter here, and the post goes at four." And Mrs.Robarts got up from her chair, preparatory to her final departure.
"I shall come to you before dinner," said Lady Meredith; "and if I can bring you good tidings, I shall expect you to come back here with me.

It is out of the question that I should go away from Framley leaving you and my mother at enmity with each other." To this Mrs.
Robarts made no answer; and in a very few minutes afterwards she was in her own nursery, kissing her children, and teaching the elder one to say something about papa.