'If you did not want me to speak to Paul you should not have taken me there.' 'I don't wish to prevent your speaking to him.

You know what I want.' Henrietta came up and kissed her, and bade her good night.

'I think I am the unhappiest woman in all London,' she said, sobbing hysterically.
'Is it my fault, mamma ?' 'You could save me from much if you would.

I work like a horse, and I never spend a shilling that I can help.

I want nothing for myself,-- nothing for myself.