Your grin looked idiotic: half-way between a bushman and a baboon." "Thank you," said West, calming down at once, and feeling nettled in turn.
"Oh, you're quite welcome," said Anson sarcastically.

"I have heard about casting pearls before swine; but I never saw the truth of the saying before." "Thank you again," said West, frowning.

"But if I were you I would not waste any more of my pearls in such company." "I do not mean to," said Anson, with his eyes glittering.
He got no farther, though he was prepared to say something crushing, for the door was flung open and their fellow-clerk came back quickly.
"Hullo!" he cried, "flute and hautboy.

I say, Sim, put that thing away and don't bring it here, or I shall have an accident with it some day.
You ought to have stopped him, Noll.

But come out, both of you.
There's some fun in the compound.