There was some comfort in remembering that he had sought no other woman; her rivals were cards and liquor, and she did not mean that they should win.

Obeying a sudden impulse, she turned back and kissed his hot face, and then, noting the smell of whisky, flushed and went out with a firm step.
When she entered the office, however, her face was hard and white.

She did not sit down, but leaned against a desk opposite Wilkinson.
"Why did you ask Bob out to the range ?" Wilkinson did not like her look.

It hinted that she was in a dangerous mood, but he answered good-humoredly: "I thought he wanted a change.

You hold him too tight, Mrs.Charnock.Bob won't stand for being kept busy indoors all day; he won't make a clerk." "He won't," said Sadie.