Oh, if I can only get it, I shall be quite happy.

A curacy in London, father! Just read this.

Sir Philip thinks I might not like it in the heart of the city, but that is really what I wish.

Plenty to do all the week long.

Oh, aunt, how can I thank you enough ?' 'By making every effort to advance yourself in life, and to rise in the world, my dear nephew,' said Mrs Jonathan.
'What do you think, uncle ?' asked Rowland, turning to Mr Jonathan Prothero, who was seated in the window, with a large book before him, that he had brought from the carriage.
'He! what! what did you ask ?' 'Only what you think of this London curacy that my aunt has been so kind as to write about.' 'Me! I! Oh, capital! just the thing in my humble opinion.