You're going, I suppose ?" Leila nodded, and lighted another cigarette.
"All right," continued Mortimer impatiently; "you and Agatha won't start before one.

And if you think Plank had better go, why, we'll be back here in time." "That means you won't be back at all," observed his wife coolly; "and it's good policy for Beverly to go where he's asked.

Can't you turn in and sleep, now, and amuse your friend Desmond to-morrow night ?" "No, I can't.

What a fool I'd be to let a chance slip when I feel like a winner!" "You never feel otherwise when you gamble," said Leila.
"Yes, I do," he retorted peevishly.

"I can tell almost every time what the cards are going to do to me.