That cuff-link's hers.

Take it up-stairs with ye an' put it in the wash-stand drawer.

I'll lose it if I keep it down here, an' she's bound to come back for it some day.

What time is it?
Twelve o'clock, if I'm alive! Well, then, I'm goin' to bed, and you're goin', too.

John's got his key, and there's his coffee, but he won't be long now." Felix sat still.