"Why, you can 'ave 'em all day long. You sits in one easy chair an' me in another, an' a footman brings us whatever we wants."
"Lumme! A footman?"
"O' course. An' then, in the evenin', we 'as a reg'lar slap-up spread every day of our lives, with your missus in laces an' diamonds: an' then when she's finished 'er supper she goes off an' leaves us to finish the drinks."
"'Ow d'you know she will?"
"They always does. 'Aven't you been to no plays, nor read no books? Lucky you'll 'ave me to keep you straight. 'Ullo, the ole train's pretty near out o' sight now. 'Adn't we better ...?"
Alf, his hand shaking excitedly, rubbed his Button.
Eustace appeared.
"That 'ouse," said Alf. "It's still all right about that, I s'pose?"
"Master," answered the djinn, "for a week past it hath been prepared for thine entry. Say but the word and I will transport thee thither."