A deal of it was old-fashioned and had better go to a sale-room.
New carpets too.

Already the Dowager was making calculations of what it was going to cost the General.

She was capable of a certain grim enjoyment in the spending of other people's money.
"Do you propose to live with them, ma'am ?" the General asked at last, in a constrained voice.
She looked at him in amazement.
"Why, to be sure.

Poor child, she will need someone beside her.

Those servants of yours, Denis, they've had their own way too much.