'That's right.

Many days I don't leave home.

I am fond of reading, and now I make up for all the time lost in years gone by.

Do you care for books ?' 'I never read very much, and I feel very ignorant.' 'But that is only for want of opportunity, I'm sure.' He glanced at the brown-paper parcel.

Acting on an impulse which perturbed her, Monica began to slip off the loosely-tied string, and to unfold the paper.
'I thought it was a book!' exclaimed Widdowson merrily, when she had revealed a part of her present.
'When you told me your name,' said Monica, 'I ought perhaps to have told you mine.