We haven't much time to spare.

It--" "Good Lord!" gasped Bobby Browne.

"You _are_ crazy, after all." "Open the window and give some air," said Britt coolly.
"See here, Saunders, what the devil is the matter with you ?" roared Deppingham.
"My lord, I am here to act as your legal adviser," said Saunders with dignity.

"May I be permitted to proceed ?" "Rather queer legal advice, 'pon my word." "Please let him explain," put in Mrs.Browne, whose sense of humour was strongly attracted by this time.

"If there is anything more to be learned concerning matrimony, I'd like to know it." "Yes, Mr.Saunders, you may proceed," said Lady Agnes, passing a hand over her bewildered eyes.
"Thank you, my lady.