"Stark, staring mad!--that's the only word for him.

After we had taken a few turns on the gravel-walk, he suddenly broke out like a man beside himself.

He fell down on his knees; he kissed my gown, he kissed my feet; he sobbed and cried for love of me.

I'm not badly off for courage, sir, considering I'm a woman.

No man, that I can call to mind, ever really scared me before.