"Here's one," I announced one morning; "'For American millionaires and others. Fifteen bathrooms—' Oh, no, that's too big."
"Isn't there anything for English hundredaires?" said Celia.
"Here's one that says 'reasonable offer taken.'"
"Yes, but I don't suppose we reason the same way as he does."
"Well, here's one for four thousand pounds. That's not so bad. I mean as a price, not as a house."
"Have you got four thousand pounds?"
"No; I was hoping you had."
"Couldn't you mortgage something—up to the hilt?"
"We'll have a look," I said.
We spent the rest of that day looking for something to mortgage, but found nothing with a hilt at all high up.