"A knife has passed through you once?" said the astrologer.
"Good fellow!" He bared his chest to show the scar. "What else?"
From "An Astrologer's Day," p. 12.

"You look quite well, you aren't mad" said the accountant. Singh fell at his feet and said with tears choking his voice, "You are a god, sir, to say that I am not mad. I am so happy to hear it."
From "Gateman's Gift," p. 33.

"Death alone can help that dog," cried the ribbon-seller, looking after it with a sigh. "What can we do with a creature who returns to his doom with such a free heart?"
From "The Blind Dog," p. 39.

He shouted at the top of his voice: "Keep off; the king is coming; whoever comes his way will be trampled...."
From "Iswaren," p. 59.

"Ah, bad words. You needn't push me out. I am going. But remember, this is...