After what I went through, last night--no, I am not going to enter into any particulars; I am only going to repeat, what I have said already--don't trust me.

I mean it, Carmina! Your generous nature shall not mislead you, if _I_ can help it.

When you are a happy married woman--when _he_ is farther removed from me than he is even now--remember your ugly, ill-tempered friend, and let me come to you.

Enough of this! I have other misgivings that are waiting to be confessed.

You know that old nurse of yours intimately--while I only speak from a day or two's experience of her.