They were to have met me here at two o'clock, and I have been waiting for them twenty minutes.

Why doesn't she arrive?
She has at least a pair of feet to carry her.

I don't know whether to be furious at their playing me false, or delighted to have escaped them." "I think in your place I would be furious," said Newman, "because they may arrive yet, and then your fury will still be of use to you.

Whereas if you were delighted and they were afterwards to turn up, you might not know what to do with your delight." "You give me excellent advice, and I already feel better.

I will be furious; I will let them go to the deuce and I myself will go with you--unless by chance you too have a rendezvous." "It is not exactly a rendezvous," said Newman.