To put it another way, a rat among the terriers." Joan laughed.

"You don't somehow suggest the rat," she said: "rather another sort of beast." "What do you advise me ?" he asked.

"I haven't decided yet." They were speaking in whispered tones.

Through the open doors they could see into the other room.

Mrs.Phillips, under Airlie's instructions, was venturing upon a cigarette.
"To accept," she answered.