Why do you want to behave like that?
It isn't nice." "I'm sorry, Jean." "And now your voice sounds as if you did think me a prig ...

Here we are at last, and I simply don't know what to say kept us." "Don't say anything: leave it to me.

I'll be sure to think of some lie.
Do you realise that we are only ten minutes behind the others ?" "Is that all ?" cried Jean, amazed.

"It seems like _hours_." Lord Bidborough began to laugh helplessly.
"I wonder if any man ever had such a difficult lady," he said, "or one so uncompromisingly truthful ?" He rang the bell, and as they stood on the doorstep waiting, the light from the hall-door fell on his face, and Jean, looking at him, suddenly felt very low.

He was going away, and she might never see him again.