In the first place, there are two rooms.

I will sleep on your sofa." "My sofa is too hard to sleep on, it is stuffed with carded pebbles.

I will give you hospitality here, and ask it for myself from a friend who lives on the same landing.

It will be more prudent," said he.

"I usually keep my word, but I am twenty-two and you are eighteen, Musette,--and I am off.