It appeared that Sir Reginald was of the same opinion as Lethbridge.
Id like to see a place full of atmosphere, suggested Lethbridge.
Mrs. Lethbridge looked apprehensively at her daughter, but she saw in Fanny's face no despondency, no disappointment.
Who, inquired young Harrow, turning toward Lethbridge—who is that duck?
Mr. Lethbridge's flights in this direction were well-known to his friends.
The—the one next to the one beside you, whispered Lethbridge, edging around.
"That would have been the best course, perhaps," said Mrs. Lethbridge.
Now, she said to Lethbridge, we can tell each other all sorts of things.
“I will take the leader; the rest of you fire into the brown,” cried Lethbridge, levelling his rifle.
No, no, whispered Lethbridge; all that is only a dramatists attitude.