Certainly Dunwody is for war and tumult.

None of this late weak-kneed compromise for him! To have his own way--that is Dunwody's creed of life.

I thank God he is not going with us now.

He might want his own way with you, from the fashion of his glances.

Did you see?
My word!" Young Carlisle fumed a shade more than might have seemed necessary for military reasons.
Josephine St.Auban turned upon him with her slow smile, composedly looking at him from between her long, dark lashes.
"Why do you say that ?" she inquired.
"Because it is the truth.