I never trusted the skunk.

A fortnight's salary gone and no railway fare to London.

I wish to God I had never taken it on.

I could have gone with Garbutt in The White Woman--he's straight enough--only this was a joint engagement.

Oh, the swine!" He rose with a clatter, threw his cigarette on the floor and stamped on it violently.
"He's a pretty bad wrong 'un," said Paul.