He had a go at the restaurant business and made a fairly decent fist of it.

The same nervous staccato laugh broke from her thin lips, and her fingers began to play with a long tortoise-shell paper-knife.

They would have us saved by a daily oblation propitiatory; by a sacrifice expiatory, or remissory.

Although I was short and stubby, and could hardly manage a good serve or a great smash, what I lacked in height and strength I made up with dollops of enthusiasm and even managed it to the victorious throw-ball team.