Do you know it is Christmas Eve ?' 'Well, what of that ?' with a short laugh.
'People ought not to quarrel and be disagreeable to each other on Christmas Eve.' 'I am afraid, Miss Garston, that I do feel intensely disagreeable this evening.' 'Yes, but you must try and forgive me all the same.

I could not quite help myself; but indeed I do not mean to judge you or any one, and I should like you to shake hands.' 'There, then,' with a decidedly hearty grasp; and then, without releasing me, 'So you don't think so very badly of me, after all ?' 'I am very sorry for you,' was my prudent answer; 'I think you have had a great deal to bear.

Good-night, Mr.Hamilton.' 'Wait a minute; you have not answered my question.

You must not have it all your own way.

I repeat, has Mrs.Maberley given you a very bad impression of my character ?' 'Certainly not; oh, she spoke most kindly; I should not have been afraid if you had heard the whole of our conversation.' 'I wish I had heard it.' 'She made me feel very sorry for you all.