I'd be good to him; oh, I'd be good to him! Who else is there?
He'll get worse and worse; and what will any of the fine ladies do for him then, I'd like to know.

Why aren't they here?
Why isn't he with them?
He's poor--Nic says so--and they're rich.

Why don't they help him?
I would.
I'd give him my last penny and the last drop of blood in my heart.

What do they know about love ?" Her little teeth clinched, she shook her brown hair back in a sort of fury.
"What do they know about love?
What would they do for it?
I'd have my fingers chopped off one by one for it.

I'd break every one of the ten commandments for it.