Hearing of the "hall bedroom," the coldness of it in winter, and the breathless heat in summer, the utter loneliness of it at all times and seasons, one could not have felt surprise if the grown-up lad doomed to its narrowness as home had been drawn into the electric-lighted gaiety of Broadway, and being caught in its maelstrom, had been sucked under to its lowest depths.

But it was to be observed that G.Selden had a clear eye, and a healthy skin, and a healthy young laugh yet, which were all wonderfully to his credit, and added enormously to one's liking for him.
"Do you use a typewriter ?" he said at last to Mr.Penzance.

"It would cut out half your work with your sermons.

If you do use one, I'd just like to call your attention to the Delkoff.

It's the most up-to-date machine on the market to-day," drawing out the catalogue.
"I do not use one, and I am extremely sorry to say that I could not afford to buy one," said Mr.Penzance with considerate courtesy, "but do tell me about it.