It's a chance, I know, but--" and he got up from his chair.

"I do honestly believe that it's the only chance you and I will have, Margaret, of dying with the knowledge that our lives have not been altogether vain.

We've lighted our little torch.
Yes, and it burns merrily enough, but what's the use unless at the appointed mile-stone there's another of us to take it and carry it on ?" He stood looking down at his wife with a wistful and serious look upon his face.
"Dick's past the age of calf-love.

We can't expect him to tumble from one passion to another; and he's not easily moved.

Therefore I hope very sincerely that these reports which I am now going to read will enable me to go boldly to Harold Hazlewood and say: 'Stella Ballantyne is as guiltless of this crime as you or I.'" Mr.Pettifer took up the big envelope which he had placed on the table beside him and carried it away to his study..