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Updated: June 29, 2025
"There surely can be no sense in our having to make the furniture-dealer a present of all we've paid upon it, just because he has a scrap of paper against us. When the furniture's sold, he shall have the rest of what we owe him." He did not get the whole, however, for in the first place they had to live.
Show him into the drawing-room." "A gentleman by himself into the drawing-room? "No, sir, no. The floor was waxed only yesterday, and the furniture's not yet in order." "Very well! I'll see him in here." My uncle went into the dining-room underneath me, and for twenty minutes I heard nothing more of him, save the ring of his wineglass as he struck on it to summon Madeleine.
Show him into the drawing-room." "A gentleman by himself into the drawing-room? "No, sir, no. The floor was waxed only yesterday, and the furniture's not yet in order." "Very well! I'll see him in here." My uncle went into the dining-room underneath me, and for twenty minutes I heard nothing more of him, save the ring of his wineglass as he struck on it to summon Madeleine.
Altogether, there was no end to the pretty fancies and amusement which the children got from "Mr. Furniture's present." "Give unto me, made lowly-wise, The spirit of self-sacrifice." For some weeks things went on very happily. Of course there were little troubles among the children sometimes, but compared with a while ago the nursery was now a very comfortable and peaceful place.
"What's wrong with the house? It won't suit the furniture, that's what's wrong with it." "You mean the furniture won't suit it?" "The furniture's chosen and the house isn't. There's no good going back on that." "Look here, this is the room I meant." They had climbed to the top of the little brown house, and Flossie had hardly condescended to glance through the doors he had opened on their way.
We've left Shepheard's because Monny wanted to live for a few days in a hotel close to the Nile; and we were all pleased with the plan, for this was once a palace of Khedive Ismael, and his furniture's still in it, the wildest mixture of Orientalized French taste. There's a garden, with paths of vermilion sand brought from somewhere in the desert.
"The furniture's not worth ten shillings." Albert Price knew no French and Philip had to do everything. It seemed that it was an interminable process to get the poor body safely hidden away under ground: papers had to be obtained in one place and signed in another; officials had to be seen. For three days Philip was occupied from morning till night.
"There surely can be no sense in our having to make the furniture-dealer a present of all we've paid upon it, just because he has a scrap of paper against us. When the furniture's sold, he shall have the rest of what we owe him." He did not get the whole, however, for in the first place they had to live.
Also, they had returned to Billy seventy-five dollars. "The rest you've paid will be rent," the collector told Saxon. "And the furniture's second hand now, too. The deal will be a loss to Salinger's' and they didn't have to do it, either; you know that. So just remember they've been pretty square with you, and if you start over again don't forget them."
All the furniture's out, and they've got all the tiles off the roof, and the windows out. And there's a regular crowd watching." Denry sat up. "And I can tell you another piece of news," said he. "Mr Cecil Wilbraham is dead." "Dead!" she breathed. "Yes," said Denry. "I think he's served his purpose. As we're here, we'll stop here.
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