Clear away all that mess and let us have a clean cloth and some tea.

And I say, if you have got a decent room for my wife to wash the dust off and take a bit of a rest in, I'll be obliged.' The landlady blinked her puffed eyelids, muttered an uncourteous rejoinder and went off with some of the debris from the table.

Bridget laughed blankly.

She looked so small and flower like, so absolutely incongruous with her surroundings, that the humour of it all struck McKeith tragically.
'Good Lord! I wonder what your opinion is of this show! Here is the beginning of what is called the Never-Never Country, my dear.

Do you want to go back again to Government House ?' 'No, I don't,' and she touched him to the heart's core by putting her little hand in his.
'That's my Mate,' said he, his blue eyes glistening.