He is Chairman of our Food Committee.

You may have seen it in the papers," said Millie with a smile.

"He is back in the papers again, you know." "Good.

Then he won't object to me smoking a cigarette," said Martin.
He motored over in the afternoon to the house on the other side of Sussex where he was to find Joan.

He drove her away with him, and as they came to the top of a little crest in the flat country, Martin stopped the car and looked about him.
"I never cease to be surprised by the beauty of this country when I come home to it." "Yes, but I wish _that_ would stop." _That_ was the dull and muffled boom of the great guns across the sea.
They sat and listened to it in silence.
"There it comes again!" said Joan in a quiet voice.