"Where is she now ?" "I cannot say." "Yes, you can, Robert Carewe!" Mrs.Tanberry retorted, with a wrathful gesture.

"You know well enough she's in her own room, and so do I--for I tried to get in to comfort her when I heard her crying.

She's in there with the door bolted, where you drove her!" "I drove her!" he sneered.
"Yes, you did, and I heard you.

Do you think I couldn't hear you raging and storming at her like a crazy man?
When you get in a temper do you dream there's a soul in the neighborhood who doesn't know it?
You're a fool if you do, because they could have heard you swearing down on Main Street, if they'd listened.

What are you trying to do to her ?--break her spirit ?--or what?
Because you'll do it, or kill her.