"But this story isn't the only thing I have against you.

My friend Mrs.Wayne tells me you are exerting a bad influence over a fellow whose marriage she wants to get annulled." "Oh, let 'em get it annulled!" shouted Marty on a high and rising key.
"What do I care?
I'll do anything to oblige if I'm asked right; but when Mrs.Wayne and that gang come around bullying me, I won't do a thing for them.

But, if you ask me to, Mr.Farron, why, I'm glad to oblige you." "Thank you, Marty," returned his employer, cordially.

"If you arrange that for me, I must own it would make me feel differently.

I tell you," he added, as one who suggests an honorable compromise, "you get that settled up, you get that marriage annulled--that is, if you think you can--" "Sure I can," Burke replied, swaying his body about from the waist up, as if to indicate the ease with which it could be accomplished.
"Well, when that's done, come back, and we'll talk over the other matter.
Perhaps, after all--well, we'll talk it over." Burke walked to the door with his usual conquering step, but there turned.
"Say," he said, "that story about the fight--" He looked at Adelaide.
"Ladies don't always understand these matters.