"Never mind," said Norton. "We'll sweep 'em up in a heap at the end, and make one job of it."
"But Mr. Richmond might come in."
"Well,—he has seen chestnuts before," said Norton coolly.
"I don't believe he has seen people cutting and roasting them in his study, though."
"All right. We'll give him some."
"But what are you doing that for, Norton?"
"Did you never roast chestnuts, Pink?"
"No. We never had a fireplace, with wood, I mean, in our house."
"It's a good sort of thing to have in any house," said Norton. "I believe I'll have 'em all through my house."
"Your house?"