'And you know Gerald stickles for convention.' 'I don't stickle for it,' said Gerald.

'But if you'd got as sick as I have of rowdy go-as-you-please in the house, you'd prefer it if people were peaceful and conventional, at least at meals.' 'All right,' said Birkin.
'But can't we wait for you while you dress ?' persisted Hermione.
'If you like.' He rose to go indoors.

Ursula said she would take her leave.
'Only,' she said, turning to Gerald, 'I must say that, however man is lord of the beast and the fowl, I still don't think he has any right to violate the feelings of the inferior creation.

I still think it would have been much more sensible and nice of you if you'd trotted back up the road while the train went by, and been considerate.' 'I see,' said Gerald, smiling, but somewhat annoyed.

'I must remember another time.' 'They all think I'm an interfering female,' thought Ursula to herself, as she went away.