She's a match for much more experienced men than our young officials.

They've been fighting Arabs, not flirting.

She had the impudence to try to flatter me.

I don't doubt she's telling a crowd of men tonight that I'm in love with her--perhaps not exactly telling them that, but giving them to understand it.

Why don't I stroll down to the club and deny it?
For the same reason that you don't openly denounce her! It's semi- or wholly-sentimental chivalry--rank stupidity, if you like to call it that, but it's national, I'm glad to say, and I'm as proud of it as any one." "Doesn't it look to you," said Fred, "that if she and the German government are so infernally anxious to spoil our chances--and they suspect what we're after, you know--doesn't it look to you as if there may really be something in this quest of ours ?" "Undoubtedly," said Courtney.