It was the price they, the Osborns, had taken for a shabby deed, and for which poor people and hard-worked women paid.

Grace knew about the extra dust that peat fires caused and how often the bread was spoiled.
When she entered the library Osborn was studying some documents.

He looked up impatiently, and she said, "I was at Mireside.

Railton's no better and is much disturbed about his lease." "Not more disturbed than he deserves!" Osborn rejoined.

"The fellow has been getting slack for some time; he sold his store sheep imprudently and let the flock run down." "He has been ill and the weather has been bad for some years." "Exactly.