I shall fight against it tooth and nail, but I give you leave to do your best.

Do you accept the challenge ?" "Yes," he said, and his face cleared, and his eyes blazed.
V At the moment when the Nice Boy, as brown as the proverbial berry, was playing a round of golf with Joan within sound of the sea, Howard Oldershaw, his cousin, drove up to the little house in East Sixty-fifth Street to see Martin.
He, too, had caught the sun, and his round fat face was rounder and fatter than ever.

He, too, had the epitome of health, good nature, and misdirected energy.

He performed a brief but very perfect double shuffle on the top step while waiting for the door to open, and then barged past the constitutionally unsurprised man servant, sang out a loud woo-hoo and blew into the library like an equinoctial gale.
Pipe in mouth, and wearing a thin silk dressing gown, Martin was standing under the portrait of his father.

He slipped something quickly into his pocket and turned about.