Still, sometimes instinct guides more surely than logic.

After all, he and Breitmann were only casual acquaintances.

There had never been any real basis for friendship; and the possibility of this had been rendered nil by the telegram.

One can not make a friend of a man who has lied gratuitously.
"Now, Mr.Breitmann," interposed the admiral pacifically, for he was too keen a sailor not to have noted the chill in the air, "suppose we send off those letters?
Here, I'll write the names and addresses, and you can finish them up by yourself.

Please call up Captain Flanagan at Swan's Hotel and tell him to report this afternoon." The admiral scribbled out the names of his guests, gathered up the precious documents, and put them into his pocket.