The train leaves, I think, at three o'clock." Norgate for a moment was unable to speak or move.

He was struggling with a sort of blind fury.
"This is the end of me, then," he muttered at last.

"I am to be disgraced because I have come to a city of boors." "You are reprimanded and in a sense, no doubt, punished," the Ambassador explained calmly, "because you have come to--shall I accept your term ?--a city of boors and fail to adapt yourself.

The true diplomatist adapts himself wherever he may be.

My personal sympathies remain with you.