"Under cover of the dark."
"He doesn't run any risk of annoying people by assembling in the streets."
"Weedie doesn't want any decent man to know his game, whatever his game is."
"I won't answer that, Jeffrey. But I feel bound to say you are ungenerous. You've an old grudge against Weedon Moore. You all have, all you boys who were brought up with him. So you break up the meeting."
"Now, see here, Amabel," said Jeff, "we haven't a grudge against him. Anyhow, leave me out. Take a fellow like Alston Choate. If he's got a grudge against Moore, doesn't it mean something?"
"You hated him when you were boys," said Amabel. "Those things last. Nothing is so hard to kill as prejudice."
"As to the other night," said Jeffrey, "I give you my word it was as great a surprise to me as it was to Moore. I hadn't the slightest intention of breaking up the meeting."
"Yet you went there and you took that impossible Martha Beattie with you—"
"Patricia, not Martha."
"I have nothing to do with names she assumed for the stage. She was Martha Shepherd when she lived in Addington. No doubt she is entitled to be called Beattie; but Martha is her Christian name."