That is why we get so much unwholesome crust and so little meat, and, of course, our digestion is ruined.' 'Uncle Max--' But he would not be serious any longer.
'Ursula, I utterly refuse to inhale any more of this mist.

I think a comfortable arm-chair by the fire would be far more conducive to comfort.
You have given me plenty of food for thought, and I mean to sleep on it.
Now, not another word.

I am going to ring the bell.' And Uncle Max was as good as his word..