Gilbert's here." "That's why we're going," Said Martin.
"I don't understand." Her eyes were blazing.
"I know you don't.

You can't stay in that house.

It isn't done." "I can do it, and I must do it.

Do you suppose I'm going back with my tail between my legs ?" "If we argue here, we shall collect a crowd." He got into the car and held out his hand.
Joan ignored it but followed him in.

She was angry, puzzled, disappointed, nonplussed.