"My sister-in-law--did you know I had a relation of that sort ?--my sister-in-law got the tables and chairs, and beds and basins.

Buying things at shops doesn't interest me.
I gave her a cheque; and I told her to furnish a room for me to eat in, and a room for me to sleep in--and not to forget the kitchen and the garrets for the servants.

What more do I want ?" His intolerable composure only added to his guest's irritability.
"A selfish way of putting it," Ovid broke out.

"Have you nobody to think of but yourself ?" "Nobody--I am happy to say." "That's downright cynicism, Benjulia!" The doctor reflected.

"Is it ?" he said.