So we honoured her, and did not mind her being so heavy and walking up and down constantly on our laps as we drove home.
And that is all the story of the long-lost grandmother and Albert's uncle.

I am afraid it is rather dull, but it was very important (to him), so I felt it ought to be narrated.

Stories about lovers and getting married are generally slow.

I like a love-story where the hero parts with the girl at the garden-gate in the gloaming and goes off and has adventures, and you don't see her any more till he comes home to marry her at the end of the book.

And I suppose people have to marry.
Albert's uncle is awfully old--more than thirty, and the lady is advanced in years--twenty-six next Christmas.