'There's a regular system of touting got abroad, and I mean to trample it down.' 'If you're strong enough,' said Mr Booker.
'Well, I think I am.

I'm strong enough, at any rate, to show that I'm not afraid to lead the way.

I've the greatest possible regard for our friend here,--but her book is a bad book, a thoroughly rotten book, an unblushing compilation from half-a-dozen works of established reputation, in pilfering from which she has almost always managed to misapprehend her facts, and to muddle her dates.

Then she writes to me and asks me to do the best I can for her.

I have done the best I could.' Mr Alf knew very well what Mr Booker had done, and Mr Booker was aware of the extent of Mr Alf's knowledge.