It's the way we girls always get treated.

I shall tell them to lay for you for lunch to-day, anyway." The two men looked at one another across the round table.

Mr.
Waddington heaved a sigh.
"I shouldn't bother about that sale, if I were you," Burton whispered hoarsely.

"I tell you what it is, I daren't go on like this any longer.
I shall do something desperate.

This horrible place is getting attractive to me! I shall probably sit here and order more beer and wait till Maud comes; I shall stay to lunch and sit with my arm around her afterwards! I am going to take a bean at once." Mr.Waddington sighed and produced the snuff-box from his waistcoat pocket.