He is afraid to face me: that means remorse.

The more I compel him to face me, the more the remorse is sure to deepen." I saw she was right.

We took the train to Bombay.

I found rooms at the hospitable club, by a member's invitation, while Hilda went to stop with some friends of Lady Meadowcroft's on the Malabar Hill.

We waited for Sebastian to come down from the interior and take his passage.