You saw he had a stiff knee ?' 'Yes.

Can't fight, I suppose--poor beggar! He was very much struck by _you_, Mrs.George Sarratt!--that was plain.' Nelly laughed--a happy childish laugh.
'Well, if he does get us leave to boat, you needn't mind, need you?
What else, I wonder, could he do for us ?' 'Nothing!' The tone was decided.

'I don't like being beholden to great folk.

But that, I suppose, is the kind of man whom Bridget would have liked you to marry, darling ?' 'As if he would ever have looked at me!' said Nelly tranquilly.

'A man like that may be as rich as rich, but he would never marry a poor wife.' 'Thank God, I don't believe money will matter nearly as much to people, after the war!' said Sarratt, with energy.