We should probably shake hands if we met, we might even sit down at the same table, but we know the truth.

Each of us in his heart desires nothing in the world so much as the ruin of the other." "What was the start of this feeling ?" Kendrick asked.
"A woman," Wingate replied shortly, "and that's all there is to be said about it, Kendrick.

I shall hate Peter Phipps as long as I live, for the sake of the girl he ruined, and he will hate me because of the thrashing I gave him.

Ever noticed the scar on his right cheek, Kendrick ?" "Often," the stockbroker replied.

"He told me it was done in a saloon fight out in the Far West." "I did it in the Far East," Wingate declared grimly, "as far east, at least, as the drawing-room of his Fifth Avenue house.