'But if we all turned lazy for that kind of thing!'-- said the little shopwoman, shrugging her shoulders.

Still the Farrells were not unpopular.

Sir William had a pleasant slow way of talking, especially to the small folk; and he had just done something very generous in giving up his house--the whole of his house--somewhere Cockermouth way, to the War Office, as a hospital.

As for his sister, she seemed to like driving convalescent officers about, and throwing away money on her clothes.

There was no sign of 'war economy' about Miss Farrell.
Here, however, the shopwoman's stream of gossip was arrested by the arrival of a new customer.