To be used, you understand, and not to be abused.

That's the whole secret of it.

But I'll step down to the Three Pigeons for half an hour." "My dear father," cried the young man "you surely are not going out upon such a night.

If you must have brandy could I not send Sarah for some?
Please let me send Sarah; or I would go myself, or--" Pip! came a little paper pellet from his sister's chair on to the sketch-book in front of him! He unrolled it and held it to the light.
"For Heaven's sake let him go!" was scrawled across it.
"Well, in any case, wrap yourself up warm," he continued, laying bare his sudden change of front with a masculine clumsiness which horrified his sister.

"Perhaps it is not so cold as it looks.