They'll mend the holes in the kitchen floor and the ceiling of my bedroom.

It will be all new and fresh." "And what will you do, Maggie ?" said her uncle, trying to make his voice indifferent as though he had no personal interest in her plans.
"I haven't thought yet," she said.
"I've an idea," he went on.

"What do you say to your living with me?
A nice little place somewhere in London.

I've felt for a long time that I should settle down.

Your father will have left you a little money--not much, perhaps, but just enough for us to manage comfortably.