"We are enemies no longer, and I promise to let Nora alone.

If only the women would always let me alone! What, are you going back to that hot room?
And the May moon in the sky, the lovers' moon! Stay with me a little while, because I've been a good boy and promised you what you asked.

You could wind me round your little finger.

There's nothing I wouldn't do to please you." The end of his protestations fell on empty air, for I had lifted the curtain and re-entered the drawing-room.
When I came in, with Richard Dawson following me, I was annoyed to find that my grandfather and Mr.Dawson had come into the drawing-room, and were standing near the fireplace.

Both looked round, and I thought my grandfather's face wore a startled look, while Mr.Dawson's for an instant beamed excessive gratification.
I hoped that Lord and Lady St.Leger could not think that I tolerated with any patience the attentions of Richard Dawson.