I am sure you understand." The Prince, a diplomatist to his fingertips, appeared shocked, although a furtive smile still lingered upon his lips.
"I regret my faux pas most deeply," he murmured.

"Sir Everard," he went on, "you promised to tell me of some of your days with a shotgun in South Africa.

Isn't there a bird there which corresponds with your partridges ?" Dominey smiled.
"If you can kill the partridges which Middleton is going to send over in the next ten minutes," he said, "you could shoot anything of the sort that comes along in East Africa, with a catapult.

If you will stand just a few paces there to the left, Henry, Terniloff by the gate, Stillwell up by the left-hand corner, Mangan next, Eddy next, and I shall be just beyond towards the oak clump.

Will you walk with me, Caroline ?" His cousin took his arm as they walked off and pressed it.
"Everard, I congratulate you," she said.