"But if there were not that pleasure ?" "Then, of course, it would be different." Samoval was beginning to be slightly intrigued.
"That's it," said Sir Terence.

"That's just what I'm meaning." "Just what you're meaning?
But, my dear General, you are assuming circumstances which fortunately do not exist." "Not at present, perhaps.

But they might." Again Samoval stood still and looked at O'Moy.

He found something in the bronzed, rugged face that was unusually sardonic.

The blue eyes seemed to have become hard, and yet there were wrinkles about their corners suggestive of humour that might be mockery.