But I will tell you all about it;" and she did, with many feminine comments and interpolations.
Jess sat quite still, and waited till she had finished.
"Well, dear," she said at last, "you are not going to marry him, and so there is an end of it.

You can't detest the man more than I do.

I have watched him for years," she went on, with rising anger, "and I tell you that Frank Muller is a liar and a traitor.

That man would betray his own father if he thought it to his interest to do so.

He hates uncle--I am sure he does, although he pretends to be so fond of him.