If you want me to call off the dog, then get off my land.

We mean a porch, or cloister, or the like, of one contignation, and not in storied buildings.

“Well!” Genevieve laughs – the kind of bright, trilling laugh you give when you’re really quite annoyed about something. “Ed, you are a dark horse! I had no idea you had a girlfriend!”

Why don't you put on your jacket. It's cold.