"My husband is angry with me and I am a little frightened.

And all because I have asked him to help a very good friend of mine who is in need of money to help forward a splendid cause." Arnold was embarrassed.

He glanced doubtfully at Mr.Weatherley, who was fingering his cheque book.
"It is scarcely a matter for discussion--" his employer began, but Fenella threw out her hands.
"Oh! la, la!" she interrupted.

"Don't bore me so, my dear Samuel, or I will come to this miserable place no more.

Mr.Starling must have this five hundred pounds because I have promised him, and because I have promised my brother that he shall have it.