"I suppose you do," she said, adding under her breath, "though how much you pay is another thing." "Is this all the breakfast you've got ?" queried Caleb.
"Why, yes; it's what we always have Sunday mornin's.

Isn't it what you expected ?" "Oh, I expected it, all right.

Take it away; I don't want no more.
Consarn it! I wish sometimes I had a home of my own." "Well, why don't you have one?
I should think you would.

You can afford it." Mr.Hammond did not reply.

He folded his napkin, seized his hat and coat and went out.