Then, if it came to a row, you could square it up." "Well," said George, "I am pushing that on.

The old man won't come round, and I want her to go off with me, but she can't get her courage up yet." "Well, at all events," said Madge, "you should look sharp.

There's a regular tight-laced mob about her, and they all hate you.

There's that Mrs.Buckley.Her conversation will be very different from yours, and she'll see the difference, and get too proud for the like of you.

That woman's a real lady, and that's very dangerous, for she treats her like an equal.