He knew well enough what it cost him to make the suggestion, which the good sense of them all must approve.

Not only did Little Cawthorne always sacrifice himself, which is merely good breeding, but he made opportunities to do so, which is both well-bred and virtuous.

When Rollo came up with the oil-skins they told him what had been decided, and Rollo, the faithful, the expressionless, dropped his eyelids, but he could not banish from his voice the wistfulness that he might have been one to stay behind.
"Sometimes it _is_ best for a person to change his mind, sir," was his sole comment.
Presently the little green dory drew away from _The Aloha_, and they left her lying as much at her ease as if the phantom island before her were in every school-boy's geography, with a scale of miles and a list of the principal exports attached.
"If we had diving dresses, adon," Jarvo suggested, "we might have gone down through the sluice and entered by the lagoon where the submarines pass." "Jove," said Amory, trying to row and adjust his pince-nez at the same time, "Chillingworth will never forgive us for missing that." "You couldn't have done it," shouted Little Cawthorne derisively, from the deck of the yacht, "you didn't wear your rubbers.

If anybody sticks a knife in you send up a r-r-r-ocket!" The landing, effected with the utmost caution, was upon a flat stone already a few inches submerged by the rising tide.

Looking up at the jagged, beetling world above them their task appeared hopeless enough.