"They must think I'm uncommon green." "It's too bad," said Cradell.

"A man shouldn't be asked to take his leave in May.

I never did, and what's more, I never will.

I'd go to the Board first." Eames had escaped this evil without going to the Board, and had succeeded in obtaining for himself for his own holiday that month of October, which, of all months, is perhaps the most highly esteemed for holiday purposes.

"I shall go down by the mail-train to-morrow night," he said to Amelia Roper, on the evening before his departure.
At that moment he was sitting alone with Amelia in Mrs Roper's back drawing-room.