I think you would admit it also if you only had patience to hear my story.

I know exactly what I intend doing, or I should never have given all that money away.

I have an engagement." "An engagement?
Where?
Is there another troupe playing here ?" She shrugged her shoulders, her hands clasped.
"No, not in the sense you mean; not the legitimate.

I am going to appear at the Gayety." Winston stood grasping the back of the chair, staring straight at her, his body motionless.

For an instant he was conscious of a sudden revulsion of feeling, a vague distrust of her true character, a doubt of the real nature of this perverse personality.