But her father is my next neighbour here, and I seem to be welcome at his house; he's a pretty sensible man, and that makes for her, it seems to me.

As for that husband of hers, we've a good name in America for men like him.
We'd call him a skunk over there.

I suppose the English word is polecat, but it doesn't say as much.

I don't think there's anything else I want to tell you.' 'You spoke of my uncle, the Patriarch,' observed Logotheti.
'Did I?
Yes.

Well, what sort of a gentleman is he, anyway ?' The question seemed rather vague to the Greek.
'How do you mean ?' he inquired, buttoning his coat over the wonderful waistcoat.
'Is he a friendly kind of a person, I mean?
Obliging, if you take him the right way?
That's what I mean.