"We have found remonstrance useless; the time for words has passed.

This fellow has had his warning; we're waiting for him to comply with it." There was an uproar outside from the crowd that was struggling to get in and demanding to be told what was going on; but Beamish made a sign of resignation.
"It looks as if I couldn't refuse you; and anyway it wouldn't be polite." He turned to his customers.
"Boys, it's not my fault, but you'll get no more drinks to-day.

For all that, I must make a point of asking you to treat these ladies with respect." "Smart," Grant remarked to George.

"He has handled the thing right.
This means trouble for Hardie." Then Beamish once more addressed the intruders.
"Now that I've given in, has it struck you that there isn't much use in closing my place if you leave the Queen's open ?" "We'll shut them both!" Mrs.Nelson declared.
"Then there's just another point--I've folks who have driven a long way, staying the night with me, and there's quite a crowd coming in for supper.

How am I to treat them ?" "They can have all they want to eat," Mrs.Nelson told him graciously; "but no liquor." "I can't refuse to supply them without a reason.