One fine sunny morning, when Miss Owen and Miss Saville were sauntering to and fro on the lawn, Llew ellyn walked leisurely up to them, puffing away at his cigar like a veritable locomotive .
They now exchanged cards and giving each other a short resume of their respective positions and status in this world of conventionalities, which appeared satisfactory to both sides, separated for the time.  One fine sunny morning, when Miss Owen and Miss Saville were sauntering to and fro on the lawn, Llew ellyn walked leisurely up to them, puffing away at his cigar like a veritable locomotive .  "Boreu da, (good morning) fafr sylphs of the wood ; may I make a third in your consultations?"