And here we are.

See ?" The last speech was delivered with a mixture of bravado, cunning, and sinister triumph.

Anderson sat with his head in his hands, his eyes on the mud floor, listening.

When it was over he looked up.
"Why didn't you come and speak to me at once ?" The other hesitated.
"Well, I wasn't a beauty to look at.

Not much of a credit to you, am I?
Didn't think you'd own me.