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This here Majuba business!" "What do I care about your Majuba ?" Dayson retorted.

"I've got something more important than your Majuba." "It was the governor as told me to give it you," said Sowter, restive.
"Well, give it me, then; and don't waste my time!" Dayson held out an imperial hand for the sheet.

He looked at Hilda as if for moral support and added, to her, in a martyred tone: "I suppose I shall have to dash off a few lines about Sowter's Majuba while you're copying out my article." "And the governor said to remind you that Mr.Enville wants a proof of his advertisement," Sowter called out sulkily as he was disappearing down the stairs.
Hilda blushed, as she had blushed in writing George Cannon's first lie about the printing of the first issue.

She had accustomed herself to lies, and really without any difficulty or hesitation.