'Oh! I--don't want to play any more.' 'You call it play! To me it's deadly earnest.

I let you go once.

I do not mean to let you go again.' 'But you are talking wildly.

Don't you see that it is impossible we can be friends.' 'Oh! that I grant you.

We must be everything to each other--or nothing.' In spite of her cold peremptoriness he could see that she was deeply agitated.