It's so--so high-handed, like a highwayman or something." "Think of the cause," said Mrs.Duff-Whalley, "not of your own feelings." "Yes, of course, but ...

well, if there is a deficit, I can always raise my own subscription to cover it." She smiled happily at this solution of the problem.
Mrs.Duff-Whalley sniffed.
"'The conies are a feeble folk,'" she quoted rudely.

"Well, good-bye.

I shall send over all the papers and collecting books to-morrow.

Muriel and I go off to London on Friday _en route_ for the south.