I know you do." "Curse it, Sarah, what is a fellow to do ?" His profligacy was failing him rapidly.

"What is the use of playing fast and loose with a fellow this way ?" "A 'fellow' should be able to take care of himself, Mr.Frere.I didn't ask you to fall in love with me, did I?
If you don't please me, it is not your fault, perhaps." "What do you mean ?" "You soldiers have so many things to think of--your guards and sentries, and visits and things.

You have no time to spare for a poor woman like me." "Spare!" cries Frere, in amazement.

"Why, damme, you won't let a fellow spare! I'd spare fast enough, if that was all." She cast her eyes down to the deck and a modest flush rose in her cheeks.

"I have so much to do," she said, in a half-whisper.