His boyish manner and appearance had temporarily gone.

He drove, even, with less than his usual recklessness.
"That was a fine fellow," he remarked enthusiastically, after a long pause, "that fellow Roche!" "And we've many more like him," Hunterleys declared.

"We've men in every part of the world doing what seems like dirty work, ill-paid work, too, doing it partly, perhaps, because the excitement grows on them and they love it, but always, they have to start in cold blood.

The papers don't always tell the truth, you know.

There's many a death in foreign cities you read of as a suicide, or the result of an accident, when it's really the sacrifice of a hero for his country.