If Simpkins was a friend of yours, and if Miss King was particularly fond of me, there'd be no use our taking them out at all.

They wouldn't be obliged to talk to each other." "If you've finished your dinner, J.J., we may as well go into the next room and smoke.

I don't see that there's any use going on with this conversation." "There isn't; not the least.

But you'll do me the justice, Major, to admit that it wasn't I who insisted on it.

I could perfectly well have arranged the matter in two sentences, but you would argue with me about every single thing I said." Major Kent rose and opened the door for his friend.