And now we are both exiles, and once more you step in like a bogle out of the night.

Will you taste my chocolate ?" She served me first, and I could see how little the favour was to the liking of her little retinue of courtiers.

My silken gentleman, whose name was Grey, broke in on us abruptly.
"What is this story, sir, of Indian dangers?
You are new to the country, or you would know that it is the old cry of the landless and the lawless.

Every out-at-elbows republican makes it a stick to beat His Majesty." "Are you a republican, Mr.Garvald ?" she asked.

"Now that I remember, I have seen you in Whiggamore company." "Why, no," I said.