"In order to appeal to your finer sensibilities I suppose I must apologize for swearing and calling another man a murderer.

Well, I do.

And now--if you care to stroll about the ship--" From a respectful distance the three young engineers watched Alan and Mary Standish as they walked forward.
"A corking pretty girl," said one of them, drawing a deep breath.

"I never saw such hair and eyes--" "I'm at the same table with them," interrupted another.

"I'm second on her left, and she hasn't spoken three words to me.