But he's a cold-blooded sort of cuss.

I don't believe he has a spark of real affection for anybody.

He is too ambitious." "Is he ambitious ?" Stella's voice sounded rather weary, wholly void of interest.
Dacre inhaled a deep breath of cigar-smoke and puffed it slowly forth.
His curiosity was warming.

"Oh yes, ambitious as they're made.

Those strong, silent chaps always are.