This is between ourselves." "I'd like to," said Jones, "but really, I can't say anything about it.

I promised faithfully I would not betray my contributor's confidence." "Now, do I look so green as that ?" asked Toole.

"Nonsense! Doc Weaver wrote that rot." He smiled.

"He spread himself, didn't he ?" The editor remained motionless.
"I have nothing whatever to say," he remarked, noncommittally.
"Well, I have!" cried the attorney.

"I'll tell you that it is poor work for you to steal my thunder and attempt to use it without consulting me! It is poor work, and mean work.