Mine are country ways, Miss Le Mesurier.

I am at heart what I pretended to be, fisherman, countryman, yokel, call me what you will.

The other side of life, Cecil's side, doesn't appeal to me a bit.

I felt that it would be more comfortable for you people and for me, if I kept out of the way." "You class me with them," she remarked quietly, "a little ruthlessly.

I think you forget that as yet I have not chosen my way in life." "That is true," he answered, "but how can you help but choose what every one of those who call themselves your friends regards as inevitable.