"I do believe that this is the very first time I've seen you in here, Mrs.Bunting, since you was married!" "Yes," she said, "that is so.

And this is my husband's daughter, Daisy; I expect you've heard of her, Mr.Hopkins.And this"-- she hesitated a moment--"is our lodger, Mr.Sleuth." But Mr.Sleuth frowned and shuffled away.

Daisy, leaving her stepmother's side, joined him.
Two, as all the world knows, is company, three is none.

Mrs.
Bunting put down three sixpences.
"Wait a minute," said Hopkins; "you can't go into the Chamber of Horrors just yet.

But you won't have to wait more than four or five minutes, Mrs.Bunting.