He gets more and more irregular.' 'Why should he be kept so beyond the proper time?
It is really too bad.' 'My dear, your father is never satisfied with doing his own work; he's always taking somebody else's as well.

Of course, they find that out, and they put upon him.

I've talked and talked, but it's no use; I suppose it'll go on in the same way to the end.' Half an hour later Mr.Hood reached home, as usual, worn out.

The last half mile of the walk from Dunfield was always a struggle with exhaustion.

He had to sit several minutes before he was able to go upstairs to refresh himself with cold water.
'I met Mrs.Cartwright,' he said, when an unexpected cup of tea from Emily's hands had put him into good spirits.