"I don't suppose you know what Ted means when he says a thing like that," she said, looking at Jacob.

"But I do.

Sometimes I could kill myself.

Sometimes he lies in bed all day long--just lies there....

I don't want you right on the table"; she waved her hands.
Swollen iridescent pigeons were waddling round their feet.
"Look at that woman's hat," said Cruttendon.