"But I do wish the room had been tidier.

You will get a bad impression of our habits--and we are really quite neat as a rule.

Jock, take that rug back to Mrs.M'Cosh and put the sofa right.

And, Mhor, do wash your face; you've got it all smeared with black." As Jean spoke she moved about, putting things to rights, lifting cushions, brightening the fire, brushing away fallen cinders.
"That's better.

Now don't stand about so uncomfortably Pamela, sit in your corner; and this is a really comfortable chair, Lord Bidborough." "I want to look at the books, if I may," said Lord Bidborough.