Won't three months' pay make you hate me less ?' 'No, it won't! I hate you, and I'll go on hating you.

Mr.Torpenhow won't speak to me any more.

He's always looking at maps.' Bessie did not say that she had again laid siege to Torpenhow, or that at the end of our passionate pleading he had picked her up, given her a kiss, and put her outside the door with the recommendation not to be a little fool.

He spent most of his time in the company of the Nilghai, and their talk was of war in the near future, the hiring of transports, and secret preparations among the dockyards.

He did not wish to see Dick till the picture was finished.
'He's doing first-class work,' he said to the Nilghai, 'and it's quite out of his regular line.