There's nothing draws people together more than a common misfortune." "But you can't expect a woman to take to a man when she sees him in the state Simpkins was in when we were on the reach towards the island." "Not if she's all right herself," said Meldon; "but when she's in the state Miss King was in she's past noticing anybody's complexion.

The only emotion Miss King could possibly have felt, the only emotion of a spiritual kind, was a bitter hatred of you and me; and that, of course, would make her feel a strong affection for Simpkins.

On the whole, Major, we may congratulate ourselves on our success so far.

Just put the luncheon basket into the punt, will you?
They'll be as hungry as wolves in another half-hour.

Simpkins is beginning to buck up already.
Look at him." Simpkins was staggering towards his hat, which Meldon had left lying at the place where the punt landed.
"I expect," said the Major, "that he feels as if the sun on the back of his head would upset him again.