We confess that the Roman poet often used to leave us cold and unexcited too.
First Motorist (after very narrow shave). "But why all this fuss? We haven't damaged you. You can't bring an action against us."
Second Motorist. "I know I can't, sir, I know I cant; that's just my point."
LOVE'S LABOUR.
I walked into Charles's room with undoubted meaning—that is to say, he could see I intended to be there.
"Hello!" said Charles. "Help yourself to a chair."