"You owe her your life." Doria smiled.

"It's the least I could do for you." Jaffery grinned by way of delicate rejoinder and immersed himself in crab.

From its depths, as it seemed, he said: "Hilary has read half the book." "What do you think of it ?" Barbara asked.
I repeated my dithyrambic eulogy.

Doria's eyes shone.
"I do wish you could see your way to read it," said Jaffery.
"I would give my heart to," said Doria.

"But I've told you why I can't." "Circumstances alter cases," said I, platitudinously.