If you had asked my permission to build a dozen dams I'd have given it.
Didn't you know it?
But my self-respect protested when you so cynically ignored me--" "I'm a beast all right," he muttered.
She gazed at him, softened, even faintly amused at his repentant bad-boy attitude.
"Do you want me to forgive you, Mr.Portlaw ?" "Yes--but you oughtn't." "That is quite true....

Turn your horse and ride back with me.

I'm going to find out exactly how repentant you really are....

If you pass a decent examination you may dine with Miss Palliser, Mr.Wayward, and me.
It's too late anyway to return through the forest....

I'll send you over in the motor." And as they wheeled and walked their horses forward through the dusk, she said impulsively: "We have four for Bridge if you like." "Alida," he said sincerely, "you _are_ a corker." She looked up demurely.