Two little hours ago I could have sworn that whatever happened to me, Sassoon would suffer no harm.
Sassoon's three volumes are the most vital and unsparing records of the war we have had.
If she had loved Sassoon, of what use the letter Valiant was so long penning in the library?
Sassoon could not see who had subdued him, nor did he take long to decide what to do.
At that moment, little knowing what eyes were on him in the black fragments ahead, Sassoon looked up.
And I say––without any intention of impertinence to anybody else––Sassoon is a cur.
Sassoon summoned him with a nod which Tenafly perceived instantly across the room.
“Sassoon is in town,” exclaimed Lefever with certainty after he had told the story.
Sassoon and his malice soon drifted out of his mind, but Nan remained.
“If you want terms, hand over your gun to Sassoon,” cried Logan.