I'm going back in your machine." "The driver'll take you," replied Arkwright stiffly.

"I prefer to walk." "Then we'll walk back together." "We will not!" said Arkwright violently.

"And after this morning the less you say to me the better pleased I'll be, and the less you'll impose upon the obligation I'm under to you for having saved my life once." "You treacherous hound," said Craig pleasantly.

"Where did you get the nerve to put on airs with me?
What would you have done to her in the same circumstances?
Why, you'd have sneaked and lied out of it.

And you dare to scorn me because I've been frank and direct! Come! I'll give you another chance.