(Kitty heard him tap his pipe against the veranda railing.) "Play fair or, by the lord, I'll smash you! I'm going to stick to my end of the bargain, and see that you walk straight with yours." "I see what's worrying you.

Clear your mind.

I would not marry the richest, handsomest woman in all the world, Thomas.

There's a dead heart inside of me." "There's another thing.

I'd get rid of that valet." "Why ?"--quickly.
"He's too bally soft on his feet to my liking.