The Beddingfeld girl was deep in conversation with the missionary parson, Chichester. Women always flutter round parsons.
He's not dead. But I have a feeling he's bored. That's worse.
When you're in the middle of a nightmare, something ordinary is the only hope. Anyway, ordinary things are the best. I've always thought so.
They all fuss about me so, she said. They rub it in that I'm an old woman.
One of the oddest things in life, as we all know, is the way that when you have heard a thing mentioned, within twenty-four hours you nearly always come across it again.
You know what girls are -- they go to these queer parties in studios where the young men have funny ties and they come home and talk a lot of nonsense.
Everything must be taken into account. If the fact will not fit the theory---let the theory go.
If Hori were to die, I should not forget! Hori is a song in my heart for ever... That means-that there is no more death...
It was due to his tact, to his judgment, to his sympathetic manipulation of human beings that the atmosphere had always been such a happy one... If there was a change, therefore, the change must be due to the man at the top.