You are part of the household, my dear fellow.
I wish we could offer a room to Miss Sheldon; but we shall have to turn the spare room into a nursery.

By the bye, Malcolm, I strolled down the road with Logan and passed the Wood House.

It looks a charming place, and it is only a stone's throw from the Crow's Nest." Malcolm felt vaguely interested.

What a small world it was after all! He was going to make acquaintance with Cedric's people in this remote corner of Surrey, and lo and behold, Goliath and his belongings were following him.
Well, he was sick of the heat and turmoil of town, and it would not be a bad plan to take possession of the garden room, and make Verity find a quiet nook where he could write undisturbed.

He really had a brilliant scheme in his head--some essays which should interlace and overlap each other like a linked chain of curious workmanship.