"My name's on a list, they said--" "Oh, that list!" Philippa interrupted angrily.

"Henry, I really can't bear it.

Couldn't they find you anything on land ?" "My dear girl," he replied a little testily, "what sort of a figure should I cut in an office! No one can read my writing, and I couldn't add up a column of figures to save my life.

What is it ?" he added, as the door opened, and Mills made his appearance.
"Dumble is here to see you, sir." "Show him in at once," his master directed with alacrity.

"Come in, Jimmy," he went on, raising his voice.