I'm coming this instant," said Dennis.
The night was noisy with the croaking of frogs, the whirring and whizzing of insects, the cheeping of bats, and the distant cries of birds, but Dennis and Eileen were silent.

Then she called out, "Good-bye, Jack, GOD bless you." "Good-bye, Miss Eileen, and GOD bless you," said I, feeling nearly as miserable as if I were in love myself.

And then we ran all the rest of the way to the stelling.
Alister was already on board, and the young officer was there to bid us GOD speed, and Dennis was cheerful almost to noisiness.
But when the shores of British Guiana had become a muddy-looking horizon line, I found him, with his cropped forehead pressed to the open housewife, shedding bitter tears among the new needles and buttons..