There is enough for both of us." "Quite enough.

We can even spare some for our friends." He took so readily to this definition of their partnership that Iris suddenly became frigid.

Then she saw the ridiculous gleam of the tiny wick and blew it out.
"I mean," she said, stiffly, "that if you and I do agree to go shares we will each be very rich." "Exactly.

I applied your words to the mine alone, of course." A slight thing will shatter a daydream.

This sufficed.