They are a tremendously wealthy crowd, although they treat it simply.

It would be a good thing for you.

I believe--yes, I am sure she could be fool enough to have sympathy for you in your work.

And now, if you weren't such a hopeless chump----" "Oh, shut up, Hollie," said the painter.
For a time Hollanden did as he was bid, but at last he talked again.
"Can't think why they came up here.

Must be her sister-in-law's health.
Something like that.