But the laugh was assumed, and not assumed with ease.
"Yes, sir; it's a laughing matter to you, I dare say.

It is very easy for a man to laugh under such circumstances;--that is to say, if he is perfectly heartless,--if he's got a stone inside his bosom instead of flesh and blood.

Some men are made of stone, I know, and are troubled with no feelings." "What is it you want me to say?
You pretend to know all about it, and it wouldn't be civil in me to contradict you." "What is it I want?
You know very well what I want; or rather, I don't want anything.

What is it to me?
It is nothing to me about L.
D.You can go down to Allington and do what you like for me.

Only I hate such ways." "What ways, Amelia ?" "What ways! Now, look here, Johnny: I'm not going to make a fool of myself for any man.