I wanted to know her.

Now I do know her, and it hasn't done me much good." Dredlinton sat a little more erect in his place.

Behind his cynical exterior, his evil brain had begun to work.
"Look here, Phipps," he said, "I don't care about this conversation.

If a man happens to admire another man's wife, her husband is scarcely the proper confidant." "Oh, yes, I know your theory!" Phipps scoffed.

"You're willing enough to hide your head in the sand and take the goods the gods send you.