Once at the back door, an old lady let us in.

The old lady what runs it lets me sleep by her fire if I brings in people to stay.

The old lady stood aside and let her husband enter first.

Or, rather, because you ladies let them think that they can.

The old lady got up at once and let him in.

I thought the lady perhaps had got off and let go of the horse in some way.

The ladies were only too happy to part ranks and let her leave.

Therefore, ladies and gentlemen, let us keep both feet firmly on the ground.

So, ladies and gentlemen, let us be on our guard!

And the good lady let some tears run down her cheeks.