He's getting horribly stingy of late." "Yes; but the flowers were a bit expensive, weren't they ?" he remarked.
"Not at all.

Lady Fortrose, the wife of the soap-man, pays two hundred and fifty pounds for flowers for her house every Thursday in the season; and mine looked quite as good as hers.

I think Mellish is much cheaper than anybody else.

And, just because I went to a cheap man, Henry was horrible.

He said all sorts of weird things about my reckless extravagance and the suffering poor--as though I had anything to do with them.