I don't mind what you say about yourself--I want to hear that--but I can't allow you to criticise my husband.' 'I beg your pardon.

It isn't easy in the conditions to preserve the social conventions.

I will try to obey you.

At any rate, you allow me to be frank about myself....

It was sweet of you to keep this--more than I could have dared hope for.' He fingered tenderly the cigarette case on her lap.
'I suppose I ought to have sent it back to you.