Debera asked tartly, giving a long look.

McCoy asked tartly without looking up.

Edward asked tartly.

I asked tartly.

Mary asked tartly, though her heart thumped within her breast at the sight of the medallion.

Professor Nobl asked tartly.

I asked tartly, suspecting, perhaps not without cause, that Ayesha was amusing herself by fooling me.

Rose asked tartly, managing to sound only the slightest bit sarcastic.

Aunt Gertrude asked tartly.

'Can you accept for him,' she asked tartly, 'or does he just like to decorate you?'