Thank you, Mrs.Nevill." "You needn't thank me.

I haven't given you anything." Again Stanistreet wondered whether Mrs.Nevill was very simple or very profound.

And wondering, he gave the mare a cut across the flanks that made her leap in the shafts.
"That was silly of you.

She'll have her heels through before you know where you are.

She's a demon to kick, is Scarum." Scarum had spared the splash-board this time, but she was going furiously, and the little dog-cart rocked from side to side.