He appealed alternately to Mrs.Finch and to me.

"See for yourselves--Mrs.Finch! Madame Pratolungo!--see for yourselves what a state I am in.

It's simply pitiable.

I hesitate about the most trifling things.

First, I think I want a poached egg--then, I think I want a red herring--now I don't know what I want.