He had anticipated some evasion.

However inappropriately, he was constrained to smile.
'How I admire your consistency! We others are poor halting creatures in comparison.' 'Mr.Barfoot,' said Rhoda suddenly, 'I have had enough of this.

If your approval is sincere, I don't ask for it.

If you are practising your powers of irony, I had rather you chose some other person.

I will go my way, if you please.' She just bent her head, and left him.
Enough for the present.