Still, the memory of happy hours spent in this house will always remain with me.

Ah me! ah me!" and she put her handkerchief to her eyes.
Lucy telegraphed to Archie that the widow was a humbug, and Archie telegraphed back that he quite agreed with her.

But the Professor, whom the momentary silence had brought back to the present century, looked up and asked Lucy if the dinner was finished.
"I have to do some work this evening," said the Professor.
"Oh, father, when you said that you would take a holiday," said Lucy reproachfully.
"I am doing so now.

Look at the precious minutes I am wasting in eating, my dear.

Life is short and much remains to be done in the way of Egyptian exploration.