... dressing- gown, compressed her hps for an instant, sighed heavily, and rang the bell. To the servant she said briefly, I want to speak to ycur master. In the billiard-room the men of the party were -making a jolly end to a rainy day. A telegram had just come ...

... Lady Susan sighed. Tell me about Toots and the Bolshevik under the couch, her husband implored. Oh, well we heard Toots speaking in the hall, and Muriel sent the young man away to sit in her own room, and then Toots came in, all red in the face, and ...

... said, It 's not you they 're afraid of.' He drew us all round him, and whis pered, There 's a murderer here.' James could not speak. Lady Susan was pink and starry-eyed with excitement. She leaned forward and said. Yes, dear James I shuddered when he said ...

... real people in my day. The boy 's all right, James said and, if you like, I '11 speak to Jane. Lady Susan smiled provokingly. You know quite well what happens when you speak to Jane, she said. The child laughs at you and misleads you quite easily with ...

... the weaker element must be shaken out. Is that so Then there may be a chance for the Oil Market if you get tired of Tea. Speaking on broad lines, there 's little hope for Oil shares yet. The crude oil business is swamped by the stuff from these Californian ...

... and purple as the sun fell, a London golden like temples on its banks. From Mortlake to the mouth of the Wandle we did not speak. Then, Lovely, Phyllis sighed. But you know, Mr. Moon, we shan't get this in Paris. Nor yet in the Italian lakes. All for ...

... 've told everything you could to the police. It isn't evidence, because you, like everyone else, saw nothing, and, legally speaking, know nothing about it at all. That 's exactly the way I stand, inter jected the Banker testily. I know nothing about it ...

... which you will shortly understand that some member of the Polman household is guilty. It is obviously an inside job, so to speak. The Polman household consists of old Vladimir Polman, his young second wife, their only child (the little girl I have already ...

... It is, however- how do you say a pretty bauble. That 's what I think. But I feel rather as if I 'd stolen it. He tried to speak lightly, but his expression told of a con science much more troubled than the words admitted. But, no M. Vence expostulated ...

... Menang as out-of-place and strange as a rural dean in a jungle where tigers prowled. After a time Landor felt impelled to speak. You are a visitor here he asked, with a touch of sadness, for it seemed a dangerous pastime for such a little man to be straying ...

... he was startled when a voice bade him good-morning. Looking up hastily, he found a stranger by his side. You '11 excuse me speaking to you, perhaps, said the unknown, but you seem to like Suralengleng. I wonder would you like it if you lived here He subsided ...

... the midst of civilisation he waved a thin hand round the lounge of the Europe and within a stone's throw, in a manner of speaking, the mysterious East bowing to a pagan god in the hidden depths of the jungle. He drew a deep breath, appre ciating this ...