You are making a mistake; but it doesn't matter.' 'No, I don't think it does.' The caustic note was not very pleasant on Amy's lips.

'Whoever he was, the mass of readers will be frightened by his name.' 'Well, we have to recognise that the mass of readers will never care for anything I do.' 'You will never convince me that you couldn't write in a popular way if you tried.

I'm sure you are quite as clever as Milvain--' Reardon made an impatient gesture.
'Do leave Milvain aside for a little! He and I are as unlike as two men could be.

What's the use of constantly comparing us ?' Amy looked at him.

He had never spoken to her so brusquely.
'How can you say that I am constantly comparing you ?' 'If not in spoken words, then in your thoughts.' 'That's not a very nice thing to say, Edwin.' 'You make it so unmistakable, Amy.