"To me he represents the ignominious pacifist, whereas to him I represent the sabre-rattling jingo.

I got the best of it while the war was on.
To-day it seems to me that he has an undue share of influence in the country." "Who are the men who really represent what you and I would understand as Labour ?" she asked.
"That is too difficult a question to answer offhand," he replied.
"Personally, I have come to the conclusion that Labour is unrepresentable--Labour as a cause.

There are too many of the people yet who haven't vision." They passed into the cool, geranium-scented hall.

She pointed to an easy-chair by the side of which was set, on a small mahogany table, a silver cocktail shaker and two glasses.
"Please be as comfortable as you can," she begged, "for a quarter of an hour.

If you like to wash, a touch of the bell there will bring Morton.
I must change my clothes.