No need to tell me you 're all right, Ronnie.

It's writ large on you, my boy.

He who runs may read!" "Well, I wish you'd write it large on other people," said Ronnie, as they walked out of the station.
"What do you mean ?" "Dick, I'm having a devil of a time! There's a smug chap in a bowler hat who is supposed to be my valet.

When I went to bed last night, I found I had a decent room enough, opening out of the sitting-room.

I was obviously expected to turn in there, asking no questions; so I turned in.