So still.

I can hear the stars whisper." "Most of the stars I know get precious noisy at night," said Howard, characteristically unable to let such a chance go by.

Then he grew suddenly grave and sat down.

"Martin, I'm getting frightfully fed up with messing about in town.

I'm going to turn a mental and physical somersault and get a bit of self-respect." "Oh?
How's that, old man." "It's this damn war, I think.