I was born to it.

It is in my blood, and I can't be cured.

O, Richard, you cannot think what a hard thing you have asked, and how sharp you try me when you put me between this and my love for 'ee!' Stockdale was leaning with his elbow on the mantelpiece, his hands over his eyes.

'We ought never to have met, Lizzy,' he said.

'It was an ill day for us! I little thought there was anything so hopeless and impossible in our engagement as this.