I'm only thinking." "Well, don't be silly!" he urged.

"It's no use thinking at this stage.
The thing is done now, and well done.

We shall be man and wife by this time to-morrow.

We'll go to Paris, eh, and have no end of a spree." "Perhaps," she said, not looking at him or yielding an inch to his persuasion.
It was plain that for some reason she desired to be left in peace, and after a brief struggle with himself, Brandon decided that he would be wise to let her have her way.

He leant back and crossed his arms in silence.
The car sped along at a pace which he found highly satisfactory.