Come now, Miss Bellingham, I appeal to you.

We have eaten salt together, to say nothing of pigeon pie and other cates.

Won't you back me up, and at the same time do a kindness to Doctor Berkeley ?" "Why, is Doctor Berkeley interested in our decision ?" "Certainly he is, as you will appreciate when I tell you that he actually tried to bribe me secretly out of his own pocket." "Did you ?" she asked, looking at me with an expression that rather alarmed me.
"Well, not exactly," I replied, mighty hot and uncomfortable, and wishing Thorndyke at the devil with his confidences.

"I merely mentioned that the--the--solicitor's costs, you know, and that sort of thing--but you needn't jump on me, Miss Bellingham; Doctor Thorndyke did all that was necessary in that way." She continued to look at me thoughtfully as I stammered out my excuses, and then said: "I wasn't going to.

I was only thinking that poverty has its compensations.