Call it a whim or what you will I have begun the picture, and I want to finish it." "Well, you can sit there all right," Hamel assured him.

"I shall be out playing golf or fishing.

I shall do nothing but sleep there." "And very uncomfortable you will be," Mr.Fentolin pointed out.

"You have no servant, I understand, and there is no one in the village fit to look after you.

Think of my thirty-nine empty rooms, my books here, my gardens, my motor-cars, my young people, entirely at your service.