"If I come here, there is to be no feather-tick and no pie!" "No feather-bed ?" in amazement.
"No pie ?" Ann's voice was a sorrowful whisper.
"You see," Callandar explained, "I am here partly for my health.

My health cannot lie on feather-beds nor eat pie--well, perhaps," with a glance at Ann, "an occasional pie may do no harm.

But I shall send down some springs and a mattress.

I have to use a special kind," hastily.
"Oh! it's spinal trouble, is it ?" Mrs.Sykes surveyed him commiseratingly.

"You look straight enough.