The report which is in your pocket has got to be returned to me.

If I'd known what I was meddling with I wouldn't have touched your business for a hundred thousand dollars.

It's got to be returned to me, I say!" he repeated in a more threatening tone.
Mr.Sabin helped himself to fish, and made a careful examination of the sauce.
"After all," he said meditatively, "I am not sure that I was wise in insisting upon a sauce piquante.

I beg your pardon, Mr.Horser.

Please do not think me inattentive, but I am very hungry.