It wouldn't be a losing concern to us, neither.

He would be willing to pay well, and he can afford it." "What has he done with his own place, at Asphodel ?" said Winthrop.
"Sold it, he tells me.

Didn't agree with his daughter, the air there, or something, and he says he couldn't be at the bother of two establishments without a housekeeper in nary one of 'em.

And I think he's right.

I don't see how he could." Winthrop watched the quick mechanical way in which his mother's knife followed the paring round and round the potatoes, and he longed to say something.