Your sister and I are observing a truce for the present, but it won't last for ever.

I am making plans for a move myself.

I am going to live at the Club." "Is that going to help ?" demanded Tommy bluntly.
Monck looked sardonic.

"We mustn't offend the angels, you know, Tommy," he said.
Tommy made a sound expressive of gross irreverence.

"Oh, that's it, is it?
Now we know where we are.