Remember that.' 'I am not among the people who so regard you.' 'The time may come.' 'Diana!' 'Constance!' 'I break no tie.

I owe no allegiance whatever to the name.' 'Keep to the formal title with me.

We are Mrs.Warwick and Mr.Dacier.
I think I am two years younger than you; socially therefore ten in seniority; and I know how this flower of friendship is nourished and may be withered.

You see already what you have done?
You have cast me on the discretion of my maid.

I suppose her trusty, but I am at her mercy, and a breath from her to the people beholding me as Hecate queen of Witches! ...