Now, then--are you going to beg Miss Greyle's pardon, you hoary sinner ?" "What on earth is it all about ?" exclaimed Greyle, obviously upset and afraid.

"Chatfield, what have you been saying?
Go away, you men--go away, all of you, at once.

Mr.Copplestone, don't hit him.

Audrey, what is it?
Hang it all!--I seem to have nothing but bother--it's most annoying.

What is it, I say ?" "It is merely, Marston, that your agent there, after trying to turn Mr.
Copplestone and myself off this public foot-path, insulted me with shameful taunts about my mother's poverty," replied Audrey.