I don't light up until it's dark, but if you wish--" "You like the twilight; you don't light up until it's dark, but if I wish--ah, that's it! Have your own way....

I'm the breadwinner; I'm the breadwinner; I'm the fighter; I'm the man that makes the machine go; but I don't like the twilight, and I don't like to wait until it's dark before I light up.

So there it is!" She said nothing at once, but struck a match, and lit the gas.
"It's easy to give you what you want," she answered after a little.

"I'm used to it now." There was something animal-like in the thrust forward of his neck, in the anger that mounted to his eyes.

When she had drawn down the blinds, he said to her: "Who's been here ?" For an instant she hesitated.