Tasted more like home than any meal I've had for a good while.

I'm afraid I never was cut out for swell livin'." Mrs.Hepton approached them as they stood in the hall.

She wished to know if Mr.Pearson's friend was thinking of finding lodgings.

Because Mr.Saks--the artist's name--was giving up the second floor back in a fortnight, and it was a very pleasant room.

"We should be delighted to add you to our little circle, Captain Warren." Pearson told her that his companion was already lodged, and she said good-by and left them.