in fact...." and so on.
I never was any good in a situation of that sort, never any good at all.
I ought to have assumed blank ignorance, but the man's eyes pleaded; it seemed a tremendous matter to him.

I tried to be non-committal, and said: "Of course I haven't any right." But I had a vague, stupid sense that loyalty to Churchill demanded that I should back up a man he was backing.

As a matter of fact, nothing so direct was a-gate, it couldn't have been.

It was something about shares in one of de Mersch's other enterprises.

Polehampton was going to pick them up for nothing, and they were going to rise when the boom in de Mersch's began--something of the sort.