Come now, would he promise?
"I will promise you anything!" Olga glanced quickly at him from one side; Irene, on the other, looked away with a slight smile.
"No," she said, "you shall promise Miss Hannaford.

She will have you under observation; whereas you might play tricks with me after I'm gone.

Olga, be strict with this young gentleman.

He is well-meaning, but he vacillates; at times he even tergiversates--a shocking thing." There was laughter, but Piers suffered.

He felt humiliated.