She had settled down and taken charge of the household as a matter of course, as if he were her father, or brother, or as if she were a man like himself.
"It is just too delightful for anything," she assured him.

"It is like a page out of some romance.

Here I come along out of the sea and find a sick man all alone with two hundred slaves--" "Recruits," he corrected.

"Contract labourers.

They serve only three years, and they are free agents when they enter upon their contracts." "Yes, yes," she hurried on.