All at home send you their best greetings, kisses, and embraces.

The old gentleman is as sound as an acorn, or as a ripe apple freshly plucked from the tree.
Don't be in the least concerned on his account; your uncle feels remarkably well.

But your aunt is sick, very sick, and to all appearance she will be sicker still." "Poor auntie!" said Abellino.

"No doubt," thought he to himself, "that is why he congratulates me; and good news, too.

No wonder he congratulates me.