Mrs. handover seemed to belong pretty much to his own rank of life; he was appalled at the thought of bidding her scrub floors and wash plates; and indeed it had begun to dawn upon him that, for a man with more than nine hundred a year, he was living in a needlessly uncomfortable way.
"The Whirlpool"
George Gissing
On his reply that he thought of removing, Mrs. handover fell into profound depression, and began to disclose her history.
"The Whirlpool"
George Gissing
Of his relatives at the top, Buncombe never spoke; he either did not know, or viewed with indifference, the fact that Mrs. handover served his lodger in a menial capacity.
"The Whirlpool"
George Gissing