"Suppose that I had not liked the things you selected ?" Mr.Tredgold deliberated.

"I felt sure that you would like them," he said, at last.

"It was a hard struggle not to keep some of the things for myself.

I've had my eye on those two Chippendale chairs for years.
They belonged to an old woman in Mint Street, but she always refused to part with them.

I shouldn't have got them, only one of them let her down the other day." "Let her down ?" repeated Miss Drewitt, sharply.