"Papa likes Mr. Lennox; they got on together famously at the wedding breakfast. I daresay his coming will do papa good. And never mind the dinner, dear mamma. Cold meat will do capitally for a lunch, which is the light in which Mr. Lennox will most likely look upon a two o'clock dinner."
"But what are we to do with him till then? It is only half-past ten now."
"I'll ask him to go out sketching with me. I know he draws, and that will take him out of your way, mamma. Only do come in now; he will think it so strange if you don't."

'Papa likes Mr. Lennox; they got on together famously at the wedding. His coming will do papa good. And never mind dinner, dear mamma. Cold meat will do capitally for lunch.'
'But what are we to do with him till then? It is only half-past ten.'
'I'll ask him to go out sketching with me. That will take him out of your way, mamma. Only do come in now; he will think it strange if you don't.'
