You see, she's so beautifully hung." "You are fortunate," she remarked, "to have an appreciative uncle." "He is rather a brick," Granet acknowledged.

"He's done me awfully well all my life." She nodded.
"You really are rather to be envied, aren't you, Captain Granet?
You have most of the things a man wants.

You've had your opportunity, too of doing just the finest things a man can, and you've done them." He looked gloomily out seawards.
"I am lucky in one way," he admitted.

"In others I am not so sure." She kept her head turned from him.

Somehow or other, she divined quite well what was in his mind.