"Do sit down, there's a good fellow, and I'll tell you one or two things."
"That's terribly kind of you," he said, sinking into the rocker. "Have you any choice of seats?"
"Not now, since you've taken the only one that's tolerably comfortable. I think there's nothing to choose between the others."
"Nothing, I should say."
"I think we'd better fix things up before we go any further," she said, resuming her stool.
"Sure."
"You gave me to understand very plainly that you wanted a wife in order to get a general servant without having to pay her wages. Wages are high, here in Canada."
"That was the way you put it."
"Batching isn't very comfortable, you'll confess that?"
"I'll confess that, all right."