The war's nine months old.

For every day we stand aside we shall eventually pay a year's bill." "That's all too deep for me," said Joan.

"And anyway, I shan't be asked to pay anything.

What shall we do now ?" "What would you like to do?
Go on to the Ritz and dance ?" He had a sudden desire to hold this girl in his arms.
"Why not?
I'm on the verge of getting fed up with this place.

Let's give civilization a turn." "I think so." He beckoned to his waiter.