What your honor finds good enough-- your honor's order--" "Orders have nothing to do with it.

We're not in British territory.
This in unofficial.

I've no right to give you orders," said Grim.
"You're free to refuse.

I'm likely to lose my job over this and so are you if you take part in it." Narayan Singh grinned hugely.
"Hah! A sepoy's position is a smaller stake than a major's commission or a gold-mine, but I likewise have a life to lose, and I play too!" Grim nodded curtly.

It was no time for returning compliments.
"How about you, Mabel?
We can manage this without you, and you've a husband to think of--" "If he were here he'd hate it, but he'd give permission." "All right.