It's a deal warmer than this, and I'll get a stove in before the winter.

You won't have to work so hard when you've got no rent to pay, and you will have as much of the water as you like without the trouble of walking up the hill for it.

Then there's the garden for you to walk in when you please--all on a level, and only the little stair to climb to get back to your own room." "But I should be such a trouble to you all, Mr Willie!" "You'd be no trouble--we've two servants now.

If you like you can give the little one a shilling now and then, and she'll be glad enough to make your bed, and sweep out your room; and you know Tibby has a great regard for you, and will be very glad to do all the cooking you will want--it's not much, I know: your porridge and a cup of tea is about all.

And then there's my father to look after your health, and Agnes to amuse you sometimes, and my mother to look after everything, and"-- Here poor Hector fairly broke down.