His house is free from damp.
The situation is healthy.
The water is beautiful.
The poor-rates are not worth mentioning.
The taxes a mere flea-bite.
It is in excellent repair.
It is a quiet fashionable neighbourhood.
Omnibusses pass every two minutes.
Five pounds will make it a "little Elysium."
He has refused double the rent, only he wants a respectable tenant.
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"NOT A SEAT AMONGST THEM."—There is an old country lady so modest that
she cannot pronounce the word "cherub;" but she always says, "the dear
little angels who have accepted the Chiltern hundreds."