"What's this about the treasurership ?" she demanded.

"Are you really to be treasurer, Mr.Waring-Gaunt?
I am awfully glad.

You know this whole mine was getting terribly Switzery.
Isn't he awful?
He just terrifies me.

I know he will undertake to run me one of these days." "Then trouble, eh, what ?" said Waring-Gaunt, pleasantly.
After a short run the motor pulled up at a wheat field in which the shocks were still standing and which lay contiguous to a poplar bluff.
"Good chicken country, eh ?" said Tom, slipping out of the car quietly.
"Nora, you come with me.

Quiet now.