Your bantling is grown-up: you can keep her no longer beneath your wing.
Poor Mr. Bantling, however, was still in this inferior stage.
"I'll get you a hansom if you'll trust me," Mr. Bantling went on.
I'm afraid, however, that Bantling hasn't; he may have some surprises.
With Lady Pensil, the sister of Mr. Bantling, who has answered for an invitation.
Well, if you aren't ...