One has but to look at Miss Sparkes to see the sweetness and thoughtfulness of her disposition.

Come now, we are going to make a little plot together, to act for the best.

I am sure we do not wish Lord Polperro's death.

I am sure _you_ do not, Miss Sparkes." Polly again looked at Gammon, and muttered that of course she didn't.
Gammon grinned.

Feeling sure of his power to act independently, if need were, he began to see the jocose side of things.
"One question I should like to ask," continued Greenacre, lighting a second cigarette.