and Thou beside me singing in the Wilderness'.

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." "You'd much prefer a whisky-and-soda and a grilled steak to the loaf and--the et ceteras," observed Nan cynically.

"There's a very wide gulf between what a man says and what he thinks." "There's a much wider one between what a man wants and what he gets," he returned grimly.
"You'll soon have all you want," she answered.

"You're well on the way to fame already." "Do you know," he remarked irrelevantly, "your eyes are exactly like blue violets.