When I'm with her I can't tolerate the idea of giving her up.

But how in the mischief can I marry HER?
I'm too strong a dose for a frail, delicate little thing like her." "She's as tall as you are.

I've seen her play athletes to a standstill at tennis." "But she's so refined, so--" "Oh, fudge!" muttered Arkwright.

Then louder: "Didn't I tell you not to talk to me about this business ?" "But I've got to do it," protested Craig.

"You're the only one I can talk to--without being a cad." Arkwright looked disgusted.