To prove it your servant shall bring the girl here and you may see her for yourself.

I've no love secrets." "What if you had, man?
No one would blame you.

Not I for one.

Get as much enjoyment as you can out of life, but not in excess.

'Tis excess that kills," said Arbuthnot laying his hand on Gay's.
There was a meaning in the contact which emphasised the doctor's words.
Self indulgence was Gay's failing as all his friends knew.
"Well--well," rejoined Gay somewhat embarrassed.