And Dick is growing more and more wretched about it every day.
They catalogued Dick's virtues, and then Viviette unfolded her scheme.
And we'll say nothing to Dick until we've got it all in black and white.
"Then come and dine here," said Dick, unable to refuse a neighbour hospitality.
Dick quickly crossed to the table where his brother was sitting.
The new mare and the dog-cart in charge of the stable lad were there, but no Dick.
Decidedly, Dick had been a godsend, and his absence would be a calamity.
"My intentions with regard to Dick are strictly honourable," she remarked.
Nothing, my dear Dick, save pay four times as much as he can afford.
When Viviette came down for lunch, she found Dick awaiting her in the hall.