I never thought of it before, but I find there is not a bed in the house.

Every cranny has been filled.

It never occurred to me that we had not a room for your friend, now that he is kind enough to come.

And it looks so rude, when it is so exceedingly good-natured of him to come at all." "Oh, dear! anywhere will do," I said.
"There is not even room for Ralph in the house," continued Sir George.
"I have put him up at the lodge," pointing to a small house at the end of the drive, near the great entrance gates.

"There is another nice little room leading out of his," he added, hesitating--"but really I don't like to suggest--" "Oh, that will do perfectly!" I broke in.