"I like you, sometimes." "Now, none of that," he said severely.

"It's no good your thinking of me.

I'm wedded to my art.

We are talking about Mr.Halliday." "What does Madge think of him ?" asked Joan.
"Madge has fallen in love with him, and her judgment is not to be relied upon," he said.

"I suppose you couldn't answer a straight question, if you tried." "Don't be so harsh with me," pleaded Joan meekly.