That is not the reason." "Then what _is_ the reason?
Come! Trust me.

I will be much better to you than your mistress.

Out with it! I knew there was something!" "I would rather not talk more about it," said Mary, knowing that her feeling in relation to Hesper would be altogether incredible, and the notion of it ridiculous to him.
"You needn't mind telling _me_! I know all about such things .-- Look here! Give me that pocket-book on the table." Mary brought him the pocket-book.

He opened it, and, taking from it some notes, held them out to her.
"If your mistress won't pay you your wages, I will.

There! take that.
You're quite welcome.