Husband says Percy'll die if he don't have a change; and so I'm going to swap round a little and see what can be done.

I saw a lady from Florida last week, and she recommended Key West.
I told her Percy couldn't abide winds, as he was threatened with a pulmonary affection, and then she said try St.Augustine.

It's an awful distance--ten or twelve hundred mile, they say but then in a case of this kind--a body can't stand back for trouble, you know." Mrs.O.--"No, of course that's off.

If Francois don't get better soon we've got to look out for some other place, or else Europe.

We've thought some of the Hot Springs, but I don't know.