They say that the sick animals always creep somewhere under cover.

I am a sick animal, and now that I have crept here I will remain till I am stronger.

How terribly anxious you must be about Tankerville!" "I am anxious." "You will telegraph to me at once?
You will be sure to do that ?" "Of course I will, the moment I know my fate." "And if it goes against you ?" "Ah,--what then ?" "I shall at once write to Barrington Erle.

I don't suppose he would do much now for his poor cousin, but he can at any rate say what can be done.

I should bid you come here,--only that stupid people would say that you were my lover.