"That doesn't sound very nice certainly.

Haven't you got a verandah even--I beg its pardon, a _stoep_ ?" "We have nothing at all that makes for comfort," declared Mrs.
Merston, with bitter emphasis.

"We live like pigs in a sty!" "Good heavens!" said Sylvia.

"I shouldn't like that." "No, you wouldn't.

It takes a little getting used to.