Money, however, was needed and must be got.
"Very well," he said, "Mr.Bell can have the lease." They talked about something else, and when Osborn went fishing after the others left the wind had dropped, the sun was bright, and the trout would not rise.

He felt rather injured, because he had paid for his attention to duty, when he joined his wife and daughter at tea on the lawn.
A copper beech threw a cool shadow across the small table and basket chairs; the china and silver were old and good.

Beyond the belt of wavering shade, the recently mown grass gave out a moist smell in the hot sun.

The grass grew fine and close, for the turf was old, but there were patches of ugly weeds.

The borders by the house were thinly planted and the color plan was rude, but one could not do much with a rheumatic gardener and a boy.